To rest our tired feet after all that hoofing round the Trafford Centre we meandered our way to the cinema and after a bit of needless faffing on my part (I've got too many bags and a purse full of coppers and I can't afford two drinks and the film is about to start except that it is so not because there are more adverts and trailers than the law allows and I've got a pound in my pocket only it's a euro) we settled in to watch The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. I was a big fan of the books and stormed my way through them at the tender age of seven so, as with Lord of the Rings had very high expectations for the film version.
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