The last time I went to the theatre at ten in the morning, it was to watch John Barton's 10-hour Greek epic Tantalus.

The Teletubbies Live at Venue Cyrmu was thankfully a much shorter and largely more engaging affair.

For those who don't know, the Teletubbies are a gang of brightly-coloured humanoids with furry aerials on their heads and tellies in their bellies and look like you'd expect the villains would look like if Roger Corman had directed Doctor Who.

They live in a world of prime-undeveloped greenbelt land and sleep at night in a yuppy glamping pod, and spend their days dancing, hugging and saying 'e-ho' to each other.

In the stage version, Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa-Laa and Po are pretty faithful to their TV adventures, dancing, hugging and ... well, you know the rest.

There is also the obligatory moment at which one of their belly tellies beams images of real-life kids going about their own little adventures, thankfully in this case without the need to repeat events in such a way that makes you think you're either suffering deja vu or are advancing in years quicker than you think.

Helped along by a troupe of very jolly looking young dancers, the Teletubbies generally have a great time in which the greatest drama they face is an over-excited toaster firing out burnt toast. And after much excitement, singing. dancing and general audience-participatory merriment (largely involving the mums and dads more than the bamboozled kids) it's time for tubby bye-byes.

Our daughter, at just over a year old, was certainly captivated, and the combination of colours, sounds and general cheeriness (made a little bittersweet for the adults given the recent untimely death of the actor Simon Shelton-Barnes. who played Tinky Winky).

However, indulge me while I morph into my children's TV alter-ego Mr Grumble for a moment. It feels like every time I see the interior of a house (real or imagined) on Cbeebies, there's an Aga in it.

Theatre should really be accessible to all, and from as early an age as possible, and at £22 a ticket for kids over six months old the promoters of this show may have made it prohibitively expensive for many families. Right, Marxist A-level theatre studies essay rant over.

This was a hugely enjoyable show, and if you have little ones and can afford it, it's well worth taking them along if only to see the joy spread across their faces as the Teletubbies bound onto the stage.

That is, after all, priceless.