Our local little Theatre ha started a film club, asked CB if she wanted to go. Tonight there showing The Iron Lady, at £3 quid each thats fab and it hasn't that long left the mainstream cinema, next week is Hugo, which we wantd to see but for whatever reason never made it, you also for your £3 get a drink and snack. We are supposed to be going to see Titanic 3d tonight and that will cost over £30 by the time you add drinks and snack. The rain is piddiling down so might shelf that (or wait til my next lot of tesco vouchers come through)
Yesterday went better than i could ever have imagined, the Doctor who seen me for my medical has told me i should give serious consieration to the whole cornea transplant thingy. And of course i wouldnt be me if i didnt hyperventilate through worry, they got me a taxi home. I'm not sure i could have went through an appeals process again. Funnily on the subject, i got a phone call lat night from a friend who has got a job writing an article in a new magazine thats being launched, she wante to know if she could write about what happened during to me physically an mentally uring the months i was waiting on my appeal to be heard. Yeah i know i wrote about it here but to read it via someone else doesn't appeal. I would rather have a say on young people an how the system is failing them.
Oh and bought a wooden bird house from Asda in a 75p sale, tis going to look bonnie in the garden
Which brings me on to my next subject. During our session at the course this morning we were asked "if you stood in the local elections what would you talk about to get votes" after alot of discussion the tutor stopped us and mae us aware that we were only talking about improving the local shopping centre!! well we could do with a little market hall. Everyone knows i like a rant and now the other groupies have got to know me i dont feel embarresed talking about my past so i gave a little speech on how thousands of lifes have been put in danger because of Goverment cut backs. I could have went down the care home/NHS/Education etc road but nah, instead i spoke of an outreach place that was once in Glasgow City Centre who worked with vulnerable young people. The things people in cul-de-sacs know nothing of. drugs, prostitution, homelessness, violence, abuse....the list is endless. I'm not saying people who live in nice communities dont know about these issues but its not really in your face. After my little rant i was told by all in the room that they would get my vote lol. Its a strange mixture of people who attend the group, i sit beside a woman who owns a £2 mill house, drives a fancy car, kis go to private school, owns several buissnesses. Then we have everything in between until you reach, well me lol, i live in the 6th worst area of Scotland, have dragged my arse around several squats and hostels until i was 23, been a bit of a druggy and done things you only think exist in the movies. It feels good to me knowing that successful buissness people accept me, warts and all.......okay it has took them 2 years to get over the Truly Fab shock factor