I won’t be going to ‘Peter Rabbit’. Beatrix Potter writes about thrift and companionship, respect and thankfulness. She is entirely unsentimental. If you go into the McGregor’s garden you’ll end up in a pie. She’s an advertisement for looking after others and minding your business. This April, I saw the trailer at the Apollo Bay Cinema. The seats were more comfortable. Spoilt brats found violent games the most fun. They inhabited a mansion that puts Hollywood in the shade. Someone in a suit called McGregor is scared by a piglet. He should get out more often. Not the DVD, either.