Friday, 21 May 2010

An Education

So with my days filled with elements and formulae and graphs and spectra, my housemates and I settle down at 8pm; eat our dinner and order a movie. Last night was An Education, and it made me laugh and think and feel a little weird and want to be a gorgeous young thing in the 1960's and meet an older man who steals and lies in order to take me to the theatre, and buy me sharp suits and cigarettes and alcohol.


Doomed But Cheerful! said...

I was only small, but growing up in Chelsea during the '60s was fun.

Andy said...

Ahh but this is England. So you were a teenager in the 70's in Chealsea? My jealousy knows no bounds.