A group of us sneaked into the cinema in central manchester (now a wetherspoons pub) aged 13. We picked out the oldest looking one of us to go and pay as it was rated 15. We had all given said boy £1 each and thrust him forward to the kiosk. We were most upset when the manager told us that if we were all 15 and above we would have to pay the adult price and not the child's price of £1.
In our deepest voices we all grumbled and chunnered to ourselves before stumping up a bit more cash to get in. We then sat on the back row, and smoked a pack of superkings between us.
It is still one of my favourite movies, but i do tend to fast forward any part which does not have aircraft in it.