The other day – and have no fear, this isn’t another Crufts story – I watched a dog go for a last walk with his owner. Don’t ask me how I knew it was his last walk. I could tell, that’s all. Finalities are unmistakable. Perhaps I should have looked away, but neither dog nor owner was aware of me. So my silent requiem was not, I thought, obtrusive.
Brilliant cinema nestled in a corner of the south side of the city. Food can be pricy but the selection of films they have on offer is as good as Lighthouse Cinema in Smithfield. The staff have always been dead helpful and I love going there wherever I have the money.