I'm standing at the Baskin & Robbin counter trying to stop tears falling from my eyes as I tell the man serving me when I say "extra caramel" I mean EXTRA caramel! A few hours before I arrived at the o2 to watch the Captain America trilogy I received a rejection email from a job I really wanted. If they could have run a line into my arm and pumped caramel directly into my blood  even then I might have been happy.  I didn't even want to be at the cinema! I wanted to be sobbing uncontrollably into my mother's bosom. But come on! It's Chris Evans in close fitting clothes for over 400 minutes. There's no reason to miss that.