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So...this morning featured an *exciting trip to the outer suburbs of Bradford to pick up a parcel from Google which they had insisted on trying to deliver to me while I was at work. Outer Bradford is a jagged jumble of fast food shops, prefab industrial estates, concrete flyovers, Mums in anoraks pushing prams, secondhand car showrooms and terraced houses made from that distinctively Yorkshire muddy sandstone.
My Dad's brother Jay is in town for a weeks. During a chat over the dinner plates last neet, he said, and I quote: "Your Dad and I both loved movies....." Then he went on to enthuse (again) about his his current favourite movie....
After that, I felt I had no choice but to go to the cinema this afternoon, I know, what am I like, eh? Shame the film in question was a flat and largely unfunny cringefest....you win some, you lose some...




*Unexciting