The woman my dad left my mum for, who then used to take me out once a month ( long story for another thread) asked my mum whether she could take me to see this because my little brother had just been born and she was worried that I would get ideas. I was 8.
I just wanted a shirt like the girl wore and wanted to do things with David Bowie. The bit at the end with the woman piling things on her back freaked me out a bit and I reckon the reason I'm not a hoarder is cos of that.
The Bog of Eternal Stench and SMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLL has entered our family's vernacular because of this film. God, we sound like a right bunch of stinkers.
I love Ludo.
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