In 1991 I was aged 13 I guess and was going on a school trip to Italy which involved a 33 hr bus journey.
We were allowed to take video tapes, up to PG level (12s were only in the cinema at this point, the certificate having been introduced especialy for Batman in 1991). I wanted to take Roadhouse, but it was an 18.
So I got two videos together made a copy of the "This film is a PG" bit, then expertly spliced Roadhouse after it. I was really fucking chuffed, you couldn't see the join and sure enough it fooled our gullible teachers.
Sadly when it got to that bit where some guy is shagging a bird from behind in a cupboard the late, great Mr Douglas (himself a local musician of some repute, Alan Cynic has some of his albums) got up and turned it off.
