MYSELF AT THE PICTURES: One Thing and Another
... MYSELF AT THE PICTURES One Thing and Another By James Agate IT was Sunday evening. It was wet and cold. It was six o'clock and the pubs were shut. I was standing at the corner of Oxford Street and Tottenham Court Road wondering what other race except the British would arrange to make itself completely and utterly miserable on one day in every seven. And then I remembered the Dominion Cinema. ...