Well Mrs Fogg wanted to see the new James Bland, so we forked out £8.40 each (con at Vue if you consider that Pocklington’s little cinema is £5), £13 for two drinks and a bag of sweets (con, again £4 at Pocklington) and settled to err, enjoy 30 mins of adverts in the pre assigned seating cinema (most of which was Twiglet Vampire glowing people pap), before a further advert showing all the films coming up, that you have just seen.

So the film then, now I am not a Bond fan it’s just too dull and overly camp. Casino Royale was ok, Quantum of whatever was gritty ish, but Skyfall was easily the worst of the three, at times descending into almost Johnny English territory, with a dull plot line and a Gay chatty boring bad guy. You could guess what was coming next in most of the movie after 90 minutes I actually started to nod off.

James oh so very Bland, I wish the sky had fallen on who ever thought this was worth making.

Total £29, two hours and lots of Daniel Craig running, looking broody and according to Mrs Fogg he only got his kit off twice!