the ballet. How stupid was I to think she would sit goggle eyed throughout The Nutcracker (tho she was brilliant when we went to The Snowman last year). Huge apologies to anyone who may have been watching the English National Ballet on the 28th in the stalls, when my dd single handedly talked and then squealed her way thru the dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy. agh - the embarrassment. I wriggle in my seat as I remember it. Talk about motherhood being a learning curve. After my dd said in full volume 'I want a wee' and we were stuck in mid row in the stalls, I am afraid I lost the will to live. Pass the Nurofen Plus...