Nutcracker

On Sunday we went to The Nutcracker. This was the first time I had ever been to the ballet, and I am not sure I will go back again. After a while the lack of speaking got on my nerves. All I can say is thank god I had read the programme before it started or I would have had no idea why all these different nationalities suddenly started appearing and dancing in the second act. Also I noticed that neither the British, nor the Irish were represented, but then I suppose it was pre River Dance.

The whole experience probably wasn’t enhanced by Emma standing up and doing the actions to it, or the woman behind me with the broken ankle who insisted in putting her foot up on the chair next to me so that ever time I turned to towards Jen I saw some 50 year old woman’s flaky foot. At the interval I almost offered her a pedicure