Reliving my childhood

Last night we went to see Finding Nemo, the latest release from purveyors of anthropomorphic kids-films-that-adults-like, Pixar. It was reassuring to see that we weren’t the only people there who had forgotten to bring a small person with them (although given that this was a 9pm showing, not altogether surprising).

I was also amused by the reactions of a woman a couple of rows behind me, who could be heard gasping several times at some of the more, er, dramatic moments.

Still, seeing a kids film last night doesn’t make me feel any less old today.