My middle aged mumster and her bestie went out tonight - woop woop! They met up to go to a film festival movie, about Yves Saint Laurent. The best bit about it was it was cold outside and it was warm in the cinema. The movie was terrible, very long, poorly written, with no real emotion and was a real waste of 2 and a half hours. Mum was glad to get home - get the heater on and feed me. The best bit about late dinner is a good long sleep on a full tummy directly after.