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Date: 10 April 2007 21:06:18
Like so many others, Honorary Auntie M and I went to see Amazing Grace last night.
It was fantastic - highly recommended.
So many thoughts, so many prayers, so many moments when I found myself laughing out loud, so many moments when I wished I'd remembered to take a handkerchief.
A thoroughly good film - and good to see one which portrays Christianity in such an honest and realistic light.
My favourite moment - when William Wilberforce is talking to his butler about his faith, and in particular his butler's response. (Are you impressed - I was really careful not to give too much away!)
Perhaps the funniest moment, however, was when M and I got up to leave. She had been working at the church all day, serving lunches and refreshments to people who had gone to visit the Easter garden (including four take-aways for my lot), and I had been working non-stop all day with my brother and the boys trying to make my garden more like a garden and less like a timber-yard. Sciatica set in while we were sitting, and the two of us hobbled out of the cinema like ancient grannies, lurching from side to side, wincing at every twinge, and giggling like schoolgirls at the image. The giggling intensified when I suddenly remembered that I had left my brother to babysit but had "accidentally" locked the door to the lounge and he'd be stranded in the kitchen for the night!