I dragged Ian out to the cinema last night.
In hindsight, probably not the best idea.
He’d been feeling lousy all afternoon and I thought that getting him out of the house might do him some good.
During the first hour of the film he got up and went out a couple of times.
He was obviously suffering and did in fact end up hugging one of the gents toilets.
He tried to stick it out but in the end we had to leave.
Right in the middle of ‘The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug!!’
I was gutted.
But on a positive note, not as gutted as I would have been had we just forked out for the tickets.
We used our Unlimited Cinema cards for the first time so I’m going to try and see it again today.
Even if I have to go on my own!
So I ended up having a bit of a girly night with Murron instead.
We had some nibbles, including the last of the profiteroles and Baileys sauce and we watched Captain America.
Movie number three of the year.
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