Some friends have decided I’m looking down, so it’s time for a night out.
They say that I need to let go of what it is that’s eating me up. One friend unhelpfully said I need to “cheer up”.
I think whiskey and wine might help.
One of the choices is Bridget Jone’s Baby. I can think of nothing worse, but as three of the people I’m going with are women, I might have to concede.
The cinema serves drinks if you go for the pricey seats, that might be the only way to get through this!