The Messengers

I volunteered to drive 'The Missus','Daughter' and friends to see the 'Dancing on Ice' show at Hallam Arena this week - and whilst they enjoyed Kyran Bracken et al for 2 1/2 hours I pondered how to pass the time.

I'd taken my copy of Poker Player and was prepared to find a Burger King, and settle down in there with my magazine,and a large Latte for the duration. However after getting in the wrong lane when nearing the Arena, I stumbled upon a large Entertainment Complex virtually next to the Arena - among the various hostelries and restaurants, was a Cinema.

So I dropped them off for their Ice Extravaganza, and went inside to see what was showing. By the time I had queued for 10 minutes (so busy on Orange Wednesdays !) there was only 1 film starting within the next 30 minutes, so I paid my money, got my Ice Cream and settled down to watch 'The Messengers'.

I emerged 90 minutes later, after suffering more jumps than a frog with hiccups - but I had thoroughly enjoyed being as scared as a 'little girl' (and that's a lot of being scared, just ask the 6 rather plump ones who sat in front of me).

I then found a Burger King and settled down for the remaining hour with my Latte and Poker Mag.