This is what happens when you don’t phone ahead and make bookings for a movie at the Penthouse. Or perhaps this is what happens when you try to go to two movies in a row. Either way, the moral of the story is listen to your mother, lest you get decapitated by a bus.

Iona and Ed and Fee were bored, trapped inside on a cold wet Easter Monday with only three pens and a few scraps of paper for amusement. (Actually that’s not true, we had copious amounts of DVDs, just none that we felt like watching). See if you can guess who drew which body part.

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