The Sprog went nuts all the way through the fight scene between Neo and Smith. Reminds me of a girl I met while I was on Erasmus in Glasgow. When she was born the only music that would send her to sleep was Beethoven’s 5th (or was it 9th) cos her mum went to see “The Clockwork Orange” while she was pregnant!
So yeah that’s twice this week I’ve felt the ween giving it loads at about teatime. It’s a mad feeling. Like a drum inside me that someone is tapping on. As if my diaphragm is being played cos it make me feel a little breathless. Amazing…