....the little mice enjoying the sugarplums after another great performance....
It was winter, and freezing cold out, so we were seated in the back of the squad car. Jan's damaged car was towed away. One of the officers had found my glasses which had flown off during the impact. Finally all the paperwork was done, and the officers turned to us and said "It's still five minutes to curtain time, so do you still want to go to the Nutcracker?" We looked at each other and both said "Yes!!" So with lights flashing and sirens wailing we sped through downtown Toronto to Front Street, and pulled up into the front entrance of the theatre. Everyone stared as the doorman stepped forward, opened the back door of the police car, and we stepped out....