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March 13, 2014 / ljbradburn-Smith

Film Clip

Films have an awful lot to answer for if you ask me. I’m sure that if they had their own way they would have us imagining life to always be blissfully loved up, quirky and adventurous or beautifully melancholic, which certainly in my case is not true to life. It’s not that it is never those things, it just isn’t in the same Hollywood way. It’s in my real way.

Luckily I usually have enough sense not to compare my self and my life to fictional happenings (it might not do me any favours to mention at this point that Ben once told me, “this isn’t bloody Twilight”, when I suggested we stare into each others eyes for awhile!) but sometimes I just can’t resist. So when we started decorating our bedroom recently, I imagined myself  about 5 stone lighter, with my hair in plaits and wearing dungarees, because that is what you wear if the likes of Three Men and a Little Lady is to be believed.

My image of perfection was soon shattered, there were no dungarees in site (not because I didn’t want any but because Ben pointed out that my lack of dungarees was not a legitimate reason for not helping with the painting).

I got paint on my face and in my hair but not in a messy, sexy way, just in a messy way and Ben and I had a fight, not the kind where we put paint on each others’ noses and kissed through tears of joy but the kind that happens when you are tired and bored of painting after a week.

But the room is now painted and we still love each other and I’ve started to think that my life might just be a whole lot better than the movies after all.


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