the greatest thing you'll learn is just to love, & be loved in return.

So i thought i’d make my first post about a film that, up until 2 years ago, i had never seen. it’s one that is pretty common on a girls ‘favourite film list’ (unless i’m the only one who has one of these?!). Moulin Rouge. My boyfriend practically forced me to watch it purely because it is.. wait for it.. his ultimate favourite film of all time. i repeat, my boyfriend.. pretty odd right?! well, nevertheless, he introduced me to the romantic, unbearably sad, comical madness of this ‘masterpiece’. since then, i have watched it a few times and i think it’s fair to say that is a pretty damn good film, with some amaaaazing songs - who cares if it’s 10 years old?! i don’t.

I think i should also mention that i was shown this ‘revelation’ when i was a mere 16 years old and my boyfriend was too shy to talk to me. to defeat this monstrous hurdle we would post small notes in each others lockers at school, crying out our undying/over-enthusiastic/false love for each other. the first note that i was so fortunate to receive one miserable September day went something like this:

Dear Eve,

I know i’m only 1 of 7 boys in the year but i am madly in love with you. I can’t wait to see your face around school again,

I love you so much, from ??

This was of-course a huge distraction from my A Levels because i simply had to seek out this 1 boy out of 7 - such a terrifying mission. however, it was the easiest thing i had to do throughout the whole 7 years of being at a girl’s grammar school, where the male sex was only unleashed into the 6th form. obviously it was the giggling, childish boys sitting on the ‘comfy chairs’ in the common room. one was tall, blonde, glasses, kinda geeky. the other, my ‘mature’ boyfriend. naturally, i replied with some help from my best friends who just wanted to make break time a little more interesting. i have to admit, the next letter frightened me a little, and this one went something like this:

Dearest Eve,

How are Janet and Dave and Elliot? Also i hope Chester and Tilly are ok too in 2… [my address]. I would love to walk the dogs with you some time.

Can you believe that it’s only 126 days until your birthday?

I counted for you.

You are my world, i love you.

P.S. here’s my number, call me over the weekend

Why did this frighten you? i hear you say.. well i don’t think i need to explain much do i?! the mentioning of my parents, brother, dogs, address and birthday appeared strange seeing as i had never exchanged ‘proper’ words with this charming boy. the number was also that of the tall, blonde, geeky one - so they cunningly tricked me. original.

More letters were transferred between us, and in the end it was inevitable that we would have to talk.. face to face. for him, this was the scariest thing in the world. for me, i just thought he was plain rude. we did, however, move past the previously mentioned monstrous hurdle - hooray! we are (still) together after more than 2 years even though i’m living in Nottingham at uni while he stays at home being a complete bum.

Hmmm… this started as a blog about a film. now it’s waffle about my boyfriend! well, take from it whatever, even if that is nothing! but i just thought it was a funnier, more interesting way of meeting a boy rather than in an overly loud, dirty night club, filled with obscenely dressed, underage girls and boys who are pissed out of their faces. beautiful.