On Thursday 19 February - during half-term - the younger generation and I went to the Cineworld West India Quay in the afternoon to see The Theory of Everything. I'm not sure why she was so keen to see it, but I looked into it - the BBFC site is very good for that kind of thing - and it seemed like it would be okay. It was, and we both enjoyed it a lot. It was a significant film for me in that it was really the first film we'd gone to together that wasn't a children's film, a family film or a superhero film - a grown-up film (although of course we've watched 30s/40s grown-up films at home on TV or DVD). A shopping centre strop on the way home acted as a counterbalance.