The week Jaws came out in the UK, I traveled across the country by train to stay with my aunt, uncle and cousins. It was a train journey that took 2/3 or the day including getting across central London. Anyway, auntie picked me up at the station and said that she had tickets for the whole gang to see Jaws at the movie theatre where she worked. Trouble was we just had time to get her place, throw a couple of sandwiches together for my late lunch and set off to see the movie.
I decided to eat my lunch sitting down watching the movie rather than in the car. This made my fellow moviegoers very uncomfortable, maybe it was the generous helping of tomato ketchup in my sandwiches oozing out. One of my cousins said he hoped I got scared into puking. Mr Popular, I wasn't. Nope, I didn't heave, but I did jump when that head appeared.