I Owe You Big Time

My good friend Sarah has been a pillar of strength this year. Helping me cope with the withdrawal of that which I held closest to my heart. As many of you know I moved to Lincoln after breaking up with my girlfriend and well, it wasn't easy. I used to idle the hours away in Cambridge, in a way that is not possible here in Lincoln... Because here in Lincoln I can't watch films! (as often).

Oh why? Oh why? Why does Lincoln not have a Cineworld?!

For years I spent almost every day (or evening if I had to go to Uni during the day) at the cinema. How could I afford it I hear you ask? Well I was lucky enough to have a Cineworld cinema unlimited card (Hey, Cineworld if you are reading this, feel free to send me some pop corn or something for this fantastic, buzz generating plug). With this card I was able to see as many films as I liked whenever I liked (provided of course that they were not running simultaneously, which to be honest, is fair enough). Those truly were great days.

Then I moved to Lincoln, this region of the globe is obviously not a fan of film. There is one cinema here in Lincoln, a rather passable, but expensive Odeon. I have fond memories of Odeon, it being the principle cinema in the town I grew up in until it was gazumped (delighted that, after years of toil, I have had an opportunity to use this word!) by the all conquering Cineworld. It was also housed in one of the best building I have ever seen, what do you think?

The Odeon, Ipswich

So with this, coupled with my unemployedness, my visits to 'Das Kino' (the cinema) have been far less frequent and far more infrequent.

Do not fear, I have a saviour. A saint who asks for nothing in return (apart from a story!). Yes every Wednesday when the cinema prices relent Sarah is on hand to give me her Orange Code (Actually, Orange you can give me some free stuff too!). "Callooh!" I open with, "Callay!" often follows. Without the discounted tickets that Sarah's generosity affords me I would not have seen such classics as; The Social Network, Paul and whatever Harry Potter film it was that I saw around Christmas!

Unfortunately for Sarah, I promised her something that I could not deliver. I promised Sarah that I would write her a story by way of thanks. I know, I know. I am a great writer, one of the best, a beacon to others. Alas, I find it dammed near impossible to write a story. Stories are hard. You have to think of all sorts of things:

• Characters
• Setting
• Plot
• More characters
• Dialogues
• Monologues
• Narratives
• And much, much more

So maybe one day, if inspiration should hit I will be able to write Sarah a story, but not any day soon.

So thank you Sarah, Maybe one day I will be able to repay the massive kindness that you have shown me by giving me something that you get for free and seldom use anyway. If only there were more like you...

Sarah Emily Lungley (1989- 2015)

P.s. I know I have written two blogs today. Much time + No money x Zero interest in actual work = Many blogs.

Update: It has been brought to my attention that Sarah does often use the Orange code, but is far more concerned with my wellbeing than her own. Three cheers forr Sarah!