Last night Leon & I watched “Shaun of the Dead” – again, for me, and first time for him.
An excellent film, funny and slightly disturbing, made all the better by the familiarity of the North London setting. (Including the fact that if I remember rightly, I sat on the same table as Simon Pegg and Nick Frost at a wedding once. Or was that a dream?)
Afterwards, I went upstairs to read in bed, and Leon started getting ready to sleep too. After several minutes peace and quite, I heard him coming upstairs.
“Dad, there’s a mouse bumping around in the kitchen. I think it’s caught in one the traps.”