Lewis Dryburgh

Last night I went to the cinema to watch ‘127 Hours’.

If you haven’t heard of it, the film stars James Franco as real-life mountain climber Aron Ralston, who became trapped by a boulder in Utah for more than five days in 2003 and who only managed to escape after amputating his own arm.

My favourite part of the film was during the end credits when the group of teenage boys sitting beside me made fun of their friend Steven for crying.

They didn’t notice my wet eyes.