The year was 1977 and I had looked forward to it for weeks. I even had a Star Wars ruler - exactly like the one on the left (now worth £19 on eBay).
But it was past my bedtime and I nodded off early in proceedings. I'm not even sure I made it through the support programme.
In those days, as I seem to recall, there was some sort of rule which meant that big screen productions could not be shown on British television for five years after their release. I might be wrong, but that's what someone told me. I think.
However, I didn't see Star Wars in 1982, or even 1983. No, I saw it in 2010. I was just busy.
Determined that Jamie would not have such a huge Star Wars-sized hole in his life for as long as I had to endure, I made him watch it this morning.
He wasn't that arsed.
