Rachel Ramsey
When cinema was real. When a lady walked around the isle with icecream for sale. When you left the cinema and everyone had taken there litter. When going to the cinema wasn’t being sat with the stench of whatever hot slop they serve on plastic trays with cheese and crisp packets didn’t rattle for the whole film. When cinemas had golden furniture and red velvet chairs. I miss those days and feel fortunate to have lived in a world before the internet. A world where we shared the same experiences and had something in common to talk about, like a great film.