(In more news, the Peking isn't moving yet - the end of the year is their current expected date. And Sam has returned to University.)
Afterwards, we went to see Run, Fat Boy, Run, the newest Simon Pegg film. It's nothing like as all out funny as the ZomRomCom Shaun of the Dead, or Hot Fuzz, but it's a very sweet film, and we enjoyed it. Hank Azaria's Whit is carefully drawn, and the flaws in his character only emerge very slowly. This means that it's perfectly understandable that Thandie Newton's Libby could have fallen for him in contrast to Pegg's Dennis, an obviously flawed loser whose qualities come out equally slowly.
("Dennis - you left her at the altar. Pregnant. Women remember things like that.")