Went and saw Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest tonight with Anthony, and was very pleasantly surprised. I had expected a total stinker after seeing the rating on metacritic, but really it was a completely acceptable sequel, with lots of fun and fighting etc, although it does tend to leave things a little unresolved at the end.

It was a full house and we had to sit in the very back row, and when a couple sat next to me to my mild chagrin I found myself doing this thing where if I’m seated next to a girl/ woman/ lady/ doll/ cupcake I like to pretend she’s with me for the duration of the film. Sad I know, but strangely appealing. In the dark I never really see her but I can pretend she’s smart and pretty and laughs at the same parts I do. And then when the film’s over I don’t have to worry about whether we should get a coffee or go late night scarf shopping or whatever it is that couples do these days.

And this is why you shouldn’t drink and blog…