In 1999 , I spent almost an entire summer working a water gun game on the boardwalk in Wildwood, NJ, USA, so maybe this should be called “my greatest movie theater experience”. I first heard about Wildwood in primary school when one of my classroom pals went to America on holiday and came back wearing a hideous khaki wind sheeter type thing, upon it, the name of his vacay destination and tales of a huge toy shop as he drew me an “R” the wrong way round. 12 years later, my friends and I booked a 2 week return flight to New York and when we got there we each phoned the airline and extended it to 3 months, the maximum time you were allowed to spend on holiday in the states. There was no need for a visa. When I say working, it was a fairly leisurely occupation. I manned the game during the day shift and tried to get customers to stop walking past me in the 40 degree heat with 100% humidity and play the game. Business wise, the day was notoriously slow so I mostly just listened to albums I