I used to love visiting my Dad with my older brother. We would always go to the video store and rent a film for the night. There was only one TV (in the lounge) and we used to bring the two single mattresses down from the two beds (me and my brother shared a single) upstairs. We'd put them on the floor in front of the TV and all squeeze on them on the floor and watch the film with some cheap sweets and pop.

We were pretty poor growing up but those are fantastic memories for me. I remember distinctly watching Tango & Cash and my Dad used to do stupid things. He went into the other room and came back with a bottle of orange Tango and a handful of change and said "Look! Tango and Cash!"

Good times