Last night, Girlpants and I were redeemed of sproglet watching due to molar maneuvers. As they came out before we left, we decided to see either the Man of Steel or M. Depp at his best, making the most of Orange Wednesdays before they become extinct.

Lately, there have been reports that British movies and cinema attendance has risen, and with it, profits. Bravo for British cinema - a return to the golden era of Ealing Studios. But given the prices we had to dish out yesterday, the rise in British attendance is surprising, as Girlpants turned blue when paying for tickets. And then looked up at the price board and declined muchies and chocolate.

Let's see - even with my slowly expiring student card (£4.80) and one adult (£6.45) and the £1 booking fee, that's already £12.25 for tickets alone. Plus popcorn (£4.50 medium bucket) and two medium drinks (2 x £2.45) and the night out costs £21.65. Whilst we're in the sticks, even I feel for Londoners at £12.50 for an adult and £9.50 for students, totalling £23.00 without the munchies!

Given the prices demanded from their captive audiences, I did feel that the elderly lady et al bringing a pizzabox into the theatre and then arguing for 15 minutes over her right to eat had a point, however, she also blatently took the piss and held us up. Lucky for me (and Girlpants belly), I had my ever present bottle of water and box of tic-tacs at the ready. Only two calories and 20p a box, bloody bargain!