I remember being nine years old, peering into my wardrobe, trying to decide whether to wear my white “spice girl” shoes or those ‘sophisticated’ black trousers that my mum had forced me to wear at a recent family wedding, in a desperate attempt to make myself look older…

That night was one of the most anticipated nights of that year for me; despite the film being rated a 12, my mum was taking me to see “Titanic” along with her friend’s kids, (who were all old enough) so I needed to look the part.

Quite frankly, I barely knew what film I was going to see; in fact, if I remember correctly, I thought it was a dramatic take on some of the Greek Mythology that my Year Four teacher had started quoting mid-way through her nervous breakdown. As far as I was concerned I was nine years old and was about to sneak into a film that was rated a twelve… I was going to be a fucking hero at school on Monday morning.

Oh, I’d heard the rumours; there was naked boobs… and swearing… and, if my sources could be trusted, a ‘sexy scene’, (which, for the record, completely bypassed me as a child… I thought they’d locked themselves in the car because they were scared… hence the sweating.)

That night I walked into my local cinema; a cinema that opened in 1939 and I’m pretty sure still has the same seats, and two things happened. The first was that I fell head over heels in love with Leonardo DiCaprio, the second was that I became completely obsessed with the story of Titanic… and completely terrified of spending a night on a boat.

As the ship was registered in my hometown of Liverpool, my interest was always fueled; my Dad would take me to visit the White Star Line building, my docks-worker Granddad would, quite blatantly, lie about having worked on the building of the ship, (when  let’s face it, not only was he not alive… even if he had have been we all know he would, much life his own life in prison for having jumped ship at the time.) I turned into this sponge of Titanic-related information; I couldn’t get enough of it. I loved the sea, I loved everything about it… but still, the idea of staying overnight on a ship; of closing my eyes at night and letting my guard down knowing that we were nothing but wood and iron at the mercy of the ocean, terrified me. So much so, that for years my parents would have to pay extra for hotels in France knowing full well I would panic if they tried to get me on the overnight ferry.

So here we are, fifteen years later, and not a lot has changed. I still think that Leo is by far one of the sexiest men on that planet… and I still have an unhealthy interest in all things Titanic-related. The one that has changed though, is the fact that last year I went on a sailing adventure that was one of the most terrifying, memorable and absolutely amazing things I have ever done, (and I promise I’ll finish writing about it soon.)

Facing my fears last year has opened up a whole new world of travel for me; instead of looking for generic holidays in France, Spain or anywhere else in Europe  when planning my 2012 travels, I can finally think about cruises, sailing trips and generally ferrying myself around the globe on the big, bad ocean.

So, in Summary…

 Titanic is a fabulous film, I faced my fears… and didn’t drown and Leonardo DiCarpio is still on my SexBook list. Happy days! 

14 comments… read them below or add one

ShimonZ January 17, 2013 at 12:35 am

What a pleasure to read of your “coming of age”… with no mention of what you think nowadays of films rated 12. I bet they’re often disappointing. But how great it is to preserve those romantic and exciting imaginations of youth…


Scarlett January 17, 2013 at 10:58 am

Thanks Shimon, it’s crazy how you look bad on what you though of things as a child! x


Babs January 17, 2013 at 8:49 am

Leo is fine as fuck, if he was going to be on a boat I’d be there, sinking or not x


Scarlett January 17, 2013 at 10:57 am

Couldn’t have said it better myself! x


Leanne: A Little Bit Fabulous January 17, 2013 at 8:50 am

Well done you for going on the sailing adventure – you’ll have to tell us the rest of the story xxx


Scarlett January 17, 2013 at 10:36 am

I will do Leanne :) stay tuned x


abeerfortheshower January 17, 2013 at 3:21 pm

Leo’s a great actor. Definitely one of my favorites. Not on my SexBook list though. :)

A few years ago they brought a museum exhibit to our city that not only had a ton of relics from the Titanic, but they built an entire hallway that was modeled after a first class hallway in the Titanic. You had to walk through it to get to the rest of the exhibit. Felt pretty cool/surreal to pass through it.


Scarlett January 17, 2013 at 5:33 pm

Have you seen him in Django Unchained? AMAZING! That place sounds so cool xxx


Jessica January 17, 2013 at 3:44 pm

I’m kind of relieved that I’m not the only one who developed a crush on Leo during the Titanic days and really never let it go. My crush has at least been declining in general creepiness over the years, though; as a 12 year-old I definitely spend a full year sleeping with a Teen People magazine with his face on the cover on the pillow next to me. This was so that I could imagine he was sleeping beside me, naturally.


Scarlett January 17, 2013 at 5:33 pm

Yeah.. I totally still don’t do that… xxx


snowbird January 17, 2013 at 5:50 pm

What a wonderful post, makes me want to wrap up in a duvet and watch Titanic too.xxxxx


Scarlett January 17, 2013 at 6:48 pm

No better way to spend a Sunday afternoon x


Emma's Bucket List January 20, 2013 at 8:28 pm

Oh my god! I’m so much older than you! I was at uni when I saw this… Loved it though-it’s one people love however old they were. I was gutted when the old lady threw the Coeur de la Mere into the sea though. Dementia clearly setting in! DOH!


Scarlett January 21, 2013 at 8:50 am

I KNOW! I absolutely love the film though xx


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