Most of the Disney films of the 70s remind me of going to the ABC Cinema in Cambridge in the school holidays – of arriving to see a queue unravelling around the block and around the next corner, and hoping as passionately as you can when you're 5 that we would be safe when the cinema manager brought his arm down through the line of people, like a guillotine, dividing us into those who would get in and those who wouldn't; of my mum's 'cinema' glasses which she never wore at any other time.
Approximately 30 years on, I can remember the pattern on the skirt Mrs Jones was wearing when we went to see Bambi as I spent so long with my face buried in it, sobbing hysterically.
Anyway, today on the telly: Bedknobs & Broomsticks. Angela Lansbury, David Tomlinson, Cockernee children, innocuous 1940s swearing ('You've won the ruddy cup!'), talking fish in evening dress, and this…
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