My children love to ask what life was like "in the olden days". The days they're referring to are the late Eighties and early Nineties when I was a teenager, a time that doesn't seem all that long ago to me. To them, however, it seems like several lifetimes ago and it's hard not to take offence when the youngest asks me if life was in black and white or colour when I was young, clearly confusing the old films I love to watch with family video footage.
My kids love to browse through old pictures, laughing at those of me in stonewashed dungarees and fluorescent, tie-dyed T-shirts that I thought made me look incredibly cool, but which actually left me resembling an oversized toddler. Move on a few pages and there I am in cut off T-shirts and jeans and wearing my daddy's waistcoats over the top, a look that I had stolen from the film Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure which starred Keanu Reeves and Alex Winter. I thought I was setting the fashion world alight but all I was doing was giving my poor father a headache every time he went looking for his three-piece suit to put on.
While the waistcoat look may have stayed firmly in the past for me, Bill and Ted have made a reappearance back on to our cinema screens. It's the third in the film series - the first came out back in 1989 when I was just 14. Being a big film fan, I remember being so excited to go and see it when it arrived at our local cinema. The additional lure of the gorgeous Keanu in a starring role certainly didn't dampen my enthusiasm either.
Keanu's lovely face has of course aged a little, from what I've seen in the trailers for the latest instalment, Bill and Ted Face the Music, but then I'd say the same for my own visage. Or at least I'm sure I would if I could properly see what I look like in the mirror without trying to juggle my regular glasses - to counteract my short sightedness - and my new but necessary reading glasses at the same time.
The humour in the latest film looks very similar to the first two instalments - fairly infantile but also with a sweet innocence to it and for that reason, I've booked tickets to go and watch it with my son this evening. It'll be our first outing to the cinema since the start of March and I am, in varying measures, excited and nervous. With both my son and me having chronic asthma, I've been wary of exposing either of us to any situations where we might come into contact with the Covid-19 virus. But, given that he's now back at school and spending hours every day in contact with hundreds of other children, I figure a trip to the movies certainly isn't any more precarious. Plus, I've been online and checked out the measures our local cinema and others have put in place to cleanse and sanitise the screening rooms and they're clearly going above and beyond.
My excitement about heading out the door this evening together stems from the fact that, until the mayhem of the last year, we have always had these exclusive mum and son trips out to catch the latest releases. We share a love of action and adventure tales, of goofy comedies and superhero dramas that my husband and two daughters just don't get. It's our special time together, just us, and as much as I usually love the films, I'm more enamoured with the chance to chat and connect over what we've just watched. It's all too easy for teenagers to take up residence in their rooms and cut communication to the odd grunt when they appear at mealtimes. Having special time together with each of my kids, away from work, or homework, or a hyperactive four-year-old baby sister, is something I've always strived to do.
It's been so hard to manage it over the last few months and I can't tell you how excited I am to be heading off to watch Bill and Ted and their new adventures this evening, just my boy and me. Bodacious, dude!