I would be prepared to give up everything this Christmas if it meant our future ones will. A protected. We ho to the theatre every year for British pantomimes, my girls are 40 and 36 with families of their own and we still do it.
I am absolutely with you on that point, Essex. Still, even though I am pretty practical, the closer we get to Christmas, the more I find myself remembering when we didn't even have to think about these things. I realize that I've done this: there was the Christmas that came in the middle of chemo, and I could not join in extended family celebrations. I keep telling myself that that one Christmas passed and things returned to normal. I keep telling myself that this Christmas will pass and things will return to normal. It's just odd to me that when I watch these old videos, the first thing that strikes me is how packed that theater was, how closely people were sitting.
I don't think I ever enjoyed going to a theater once I reached adulthood. In fact, in the last 20 years, I can count the times I've gone to a theater on both hands. Probably five of those times have been for the benefit of my daughters to see a particular movie they were jonesing for and another two or three were date nights with my wife so I probably have a couple fingers to spare.
I don't like the crowds, the noise, the loud sounds and the inability to pause or go get a drink without missing something. I would much rather rent via my Netflix subscription.
I cannot stand the volume that they play movies at. The last movie I saw in ta theater? They Shall Not Grow Old. It was loud, but I'm kind of guessing that wWI was, as well. So I made an exception for that one.
I'm trying to remember when I wasn't scared of being too close to other people. :(
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ReplyDeleteA bookshop where you could pick the books up to read without always buying.
A grocery store at Christmas, all sweaty and excited
I am sure these times are not far away again
I would be prepared to give up everything this Christmas if it meant our future ones will. A protected. We ho to the theatre every year for British pantomimes, my girls are 40 and 36 with families of their own and we still do it.
ReplyDeleteI am absolutely with you on that point, Essex. Still, even though I am pretty practical, the closer we get to Christmas, the more I find myself remembering when we didn't even have to think about these things. I realize that I've done this: there was the Christmas that came in the middle of chemo, and I could not join in extended family celebrations. I keep telling myself that that one Christmas passed and things returned to normal. I keep telling myself that this Christmas will pass and things will return to normal. It's just odd to me that when I watch these old videos, the first thing that strikes me is how packed that theater was, how closely people were sitting.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I ever enjoyed going to a theater once I reached adulthood. In fact, in the last 20 years, I can count the times I've gone to a theater on both hands. Probably five of those times have been for the benefit of my daughters to see a particular movie they were jonesing for and another two or three were date nights with my wife so I probably have a couple fingers to spare.
ReplyDeleteI don't like the crowds, the noise, the loud sounds and the inability to pause or go get a drink without missing something. I would much rather rent via my Netflix subscription.
I find even in books unexpected closeness or touch makes me unnerved!
ReplyDeleteIts like seeing media from 20 years ago and no mobile phones.
I will watch the clip when people are awake here.
I cannot stand the volume that they play movies at. The last movie I saw in ta theater? They Shall Not Grow Old. It was loud, but I'm kind of guessing that wWI was, as well. So I made an exception for that one.
ReplyDeleteI miss my cinema
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Booked for next week but I have to sneak over from wales to England to see it x
Welcome, John. I'm awfully sorry about Winnie
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