It was a drizzly, miserable Saturday when Jack and I started getting ready to go and see Annie the Musical. Mr Woog decided to take Harry to the movies. When Jack found this out he began to cry, because he too wanted to go to the movies.
And to be honest I was about to tell them all to bite me, as I was DESPERATE to go to the movies and see The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, preferably in the company of a large bag of Malteasers. But goddamn it, the kid needed a bit of culture and I wanted to test the security at The Star Casino where the show was being held.