Iola's Idiocy

Yesterday was my birthday and lots of people came out and I was indeed queen of the world. Lots more people commented on my LJ and others texted their excuses I was in fact queen of the universe. This week I was completing my CIC application and realised it's 5 years since I was off sick with Stress. It's amazing to look back and realise just how distorted my view of the world was. There were people out who make such an effort to come out for my birthday - and have done so for years, even though I rarely see them any other time. That I had a time when I thought they wouldn't care if I wasn't here is a very sobering thought.
I had loads of ego massaging as people who haven't seen me since the break up universally commented on how happy/healthy I looked (one gave me a long talk on how beautiful I looked. Drunk as a skunk she was but I'll take any complements I can get. Lets be realisitic, whilst there are many uglier women on the planet I'll never win any awards for top totty either). Apparently the scantily clad young lady one of my mates latched onto in the taxi cue was totally flumoxed by the idea I could have as many years under my belt and look like me. Don't think it helped him get her number but hey I'm living in hope that this is the year he gets a girlfriend. There must be a Jean Gray a like out there for him somewhere...
Other joyous news of Iola? Well I am really very excited about starting my new job (the interview for which I mentioned last time) My colleagues are beginning to realise I am replacable (fools they really tried to convince themselves I was a structural component of Sure Start Burley for a while). And I have the hangover I deserve from last night. I feel an evening of films alone is on the cards - which is something I haven't done for more time than I can remember.... I've had a lot of theatre in my life too which I think I should keep up:
To Kill a Mocking bird: Excellent fabulous wonderful etc etc. I found it rather sadening that there are issues explored 50 years ago that when I read the book 13 years ago had become less relevant but today are more relevant than ever.
Duchess of Malfi - Very good - despite the dense Jacobiean text I got the sense of the story and was moved.
Thatcher the Musical - fantastic - I laughed I cried I worked out that I stopped being aware of politics the day I became a student and only regained my interest 3 years ago.
Tony Benn and Ron Bailey - again out of this world It's very sad that Mr Benn is wearing out, that man should be immortal. I wish I had a time machine and could see him speak before.
Mark Thomas (arms for children tour) Again very very excellent. I laughed I cried I raged against the world.
Road to Basra - oh that was emotional. It's so hard, I so wish I'd done more to try and campaign to prevent Britain getting into that war, for I feel I can't engage with the whole walk away walk away attitude that is going on now. You fuck a country over you have to have a marshal plan. Sadly Mr Blair has destroyed every bit of good he has done with that decision to pick a war that he should have stayed out of. If bombs are the answer you are asking the wrong questions.
Meri Christmas - Tip top theatre yet again. Sad, bitter sweet, just deserts, inevitable consequences. The state of the nations attitude to it's elderly is so tricky. People shouldn't stop living and expect their offspring to give them all, but equally people shouldn't abandon those who did the best they could to bring them up.
Hangover says time for films and food.