My first date with Peter was to see Bonnie and Clyde at The Ritz; I was 15 and he was 17. He bought a box of Clarnico Mint Creams at the kiosk and we sat on the back row. He never took his eyes off the screen, ate all the mint creams without offering me one and made me come out before the end because they all got shot! We are now 64 and 66 and I am STILL with him.....I must be potty!
I must admit, there is something quite spooky about an empty cinema or theatre, or a derelict one. I used to help out at Wigan Little Theatre and was on my own in the bar one night when they were doing Jane Eyre. The play started with an eerie, moaning Yorkshire-Moors wind, and the sound technicians had accidentally sent it through to the bar instead of the auditorium....the hair on the back of my neck stood on end!