'Going to the pictures', as we said back in the day, was a memorable childhood adventure because it meant either going to a big, city cinema with our parents or watching a double feature at the local fleapit on a Saturday afternoon. The latter brings back fond memories of rolling Jaffas down the aisles. Admission was only 20 cents and for 10 cents you could buy a drink and a packet of potato chips.

But theatres have changed, as has the way movies are presented. Gone are the talented projectionists who dazzled us with real presentation skills.

This book is a photographic depiction of how theatres used to be and how some of us think they still should be.

Times have changed, but we will always have our silver-screen memories.