Last night I went out at night! Gwen was already in bed so she didn’t notice that I was gone. Nilu and I went to see Darren Hanlon Presents The Man From Snowy River – a short set of his own songs, followed by a short set of Australian covers followed by the movie. It was at a small old cinema, where tickets are sold from a little booth out the front of the building, and the same person who sold you the tickets then comes inside to run the candy bar. The audience was small and mostly Australian. Darren described the film as Australia’s first epic movie showcasing the country, introduced a few of the actors - Jason Donovan's dad, Kirk Douglas (twice), and Sigrid Thornton (Darren learnt to play piano to play her song) - and said that it had the best use of the word bastard in a film. The film was hilarious. That might not be how it was originally intended but it is full of (what are now anyway) clichéd lines and scenes including the son standing up, arms in air screaming “No!” over his dead father’s body and full of 80’s special effects and montages. I haven’t seen a colonial Australia film in ages so I loved seeing all the costumes and remembering all the times for school we had to dress up in colonial gear. It may have helped that I had a few glasses of red wine to celebrate my freedom, but everyone else seemed to be laughing too.
Next week's milestone: Date night and leaving Gwen with a babysitter (albeit a friend, not a stranger).
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