It is good to see that Birmingham City Council has restored the missing sign in Sheepcote Street after causing bemused motorists to find that their cars had been towed away when they had parked - and in many cases paid to park - opposite the Crescent Theatre.
When I mentioned the problem (May 10), I told how car drivers were particularly unimpressed if they had paid at the parking meter on the Crescent side of the street, unaware that a missing sign across the road was supposed to be telling them that the bay opposite was for buses only.
Often, it was only a shouted warning from a Crescent member, sticking his head out of a window in the first-floor bar, that made them realise that they were courting trouble.
I was so pleased to see that the sign had returned when I was at the theatre last week, I completely forgot to check whether the council had also seen fit to restore the big white-painted word Buses that it had not very helpfully obliterated from the road surface.
Nevertheless, I can report in confidence that the sign is back on its post and the confusion is hopefully at an end, while the tow-away lorry is presumably looking elsewhere for its rich pickings.
* I don't know whether you have ever attended a performance that has been accompanied by signing for the benefit of deaf patrons - but I saw one at the Crescent Theatre last week and I emerged full of admiration for the woman who stood stage-right throughout the performance of Entertaining Mr Sloane.
So much energy went into it, with her restless hands supported by a face that was often contorted with intensity.
Playhouse Entertainments Group was able to provide this invaluable help for hearingimpaired patrons on the strength of an Arts Council grant that also enabled the company to present an audio-assisted performance later in the run.
Director Paul Millross told me: "The Arts Council only gave me its decision the day before the show opened, so we were not able to get an acknowledgment on our publicity material, but we're very grateful. Because of the audio-described performance, some people came in from Telford and there were others from the Queen Alexandra College for the blind."
* Members of Highbury Little Theatre will be celebrating the opening of their new rehearsal facility on Wednesday next week.
After the first night of the current production - Alan Ayckbourn's Time of My Life, which runs until Saturday - cast members were trying to think of a name for the £110,000 building, which represents the first stage of Highbury's £450,000 development programme.
Fawlty Towers was proffered - not very seriously - but then somebody suggested Bird's Nest, in a reference to the group's president, Brian Bird, who will be performing the opening ceremony on his 80th birthday.
We shall see.
Incidentally, some earnest research went into the preparations for Time of My Life, in which Rob Phillips plays the restaurant owner and four waiters.
Rob, his wife Denise, who directs the production, went with Nick Whitehouse and Mary Dodd, who are also in the cast, to check out at an Italian restaurant some of the names of the dishes whose names Ayckbourn has provided for Rob to recite in the course of his duties.
Among those under review were schoops, smooliboos, trickletasse and crimpledoos.
Not surprisingly, the restaurant owner just laughed.
* The number of theatre groups in urgent need of men of all ages shows no sign of decreasing - but I do have to scan every SOS with a certain degree of circumspection before committing it to posterity.
Perhaps I'm being over-cautious, but with the best will in the world, I don't want to be regarded as a clearing house for what so many societies refer to as their desperate search for male members.
I hasten to add that The Arcadians, the most recent group to have sent up flares, have made no effort to lure me into this particular trap. What they want, says group member-ship secretary Anne Service, is young men. They want them for their production of Meet Me in St Louis at the Crescent Thea-tre, Birmingham, from October 10-14 - and they want them now.
The only stipulation is that they are aged from 18-25, can sing and dance - or, as Anne concedes, hold a note or two and move their feet in rhythm - and will be able to turn up for rehearsals, which are held every Tuesday at 7.30 pm at St. Mary's Church Hall, Bristol Road, Selly Oak, Birmingham.
Anne has more information on 0121 327 0491.