In years to come, when people ask Gwen about her very first trip to the cinema, she’s unlikely to remember it. After all, she’s only two-and-a-half. BUT, as far as first experiences go, you’d have to try pretty hard to beat Gwen’s debut at the flicks.
We were lucky enough to have been invited by The White Company to a private screening of Frozen, at the Electric Cinema, in Notting Hill, London.
This was also my own first time at this particular cinema, which is on the other side of town from us. It opened its doors to the public all the way back in 1911, and carried on showing films throughout WWII (with refunds given if the air-raid siren sounded, and they had to evacuate the building). The interior reflects an old-school charm, with a colour scheme of gilt accompanied by a stately red. Evry filmgoers reclines in comfort; the cinema is furnished with cosy armchairs, footstools and table lamps.