We were luck enough to attend the preview screening of Mirror Mirror yesterday at the Empire Leicester Square. The screening was at the slightly odd time of 11am, so Danger kicked off about an hour in demanding a feed and a play. Since we happened to be sitting next to one of the Telegraph’s film critics, I thought it was best to take him out into the lobby. Danger didn’t really agree with me, as he promptly wee’d all over me.
After a change and a bottle and a play, the film itself was over. The 45 minutes I saw was pretty good but I’d suggest you check out wifey’s blog for the full low down.
Given the time, we thought a Happy Meal would be the best bet and headed for the Plaza on Oxford Street. The Maccy D’s there had closed at some point though so we strolled past a plethora of cheap tourist tat shops down to the one on the corner of Oxford St and Tottenham Court Road. If you don’t know this fast food establishment, and why would you, most of the seating isn’t on the ground floor and is only accessible by stairs. Not much cop with a pushchair. In acknowledgement of this. McDonald’s have the four tables on the ground floor marked thus:
|We can all guess where this is going can’t we?|
Obviously some people are too idle to walk down a flight of stairs and when push comes to shove, I would have asked someone half way through their meal to move, and then followed up with the duty manager when they didn’t. Fortunately I didn’t have to, as two chaps had just sat down and hadn’t even unwrapped their burgers.
|We’re not moving because we’re arseholes|