Last week I decided to make the most of my newly found (f)unemployment and trundle down to take in a midweek matinee. Is there a greater pleasure I ask you? Sneaking inside a theatre and nestling down among the red velvet to be entertained on a Wednesday afternoon whilst all around you harassed looking suits and court shoes run frantically into Pret to pick up their standard crayfish and rocket sandwich, before diving back into a board (bored) meeting all afternoon. Surely, the midweek  ...