Off to IPAC for a night at the theatre again...
August
WICKED- performed by our Illawarra theatre group of many years standing, The Arcadians.
We just had to meet first at the IPAC café to try their goodies with green fillings, green icing, green drink, well maybe not the green drink.
What a great show! The performance, the singing, the stage props and the atmosphere highlighted a wonderful night at the theatre for just a few of our ladies. All the cast of the show were“ home grown” from very young to much more experienced as they took us on the journey of how the Wicked Witch of the West, a misunderstood girl with emerald skin named Elphabab, met blonde and popular, Glinda, at Shiz University to study sorcery and an unlikely friendship grew between them but was manipulated by the Wizard of Oz and his female assistant teacher in Sorcery, with shocking consequences for the two girls along the way as their lives go in very different ways.
We watched as the boys of their dreams and a rescued pet lion cub were turned into The Tin Man, The Straw Man and the Cowardly Lion. This was prior to when Dorothy and her dog Toto“ dropped in” one day on the Land of Oz via a house with the help of a very strong wind. But, as all good stories go... it all ended on a positive note after Elphaba and Glinda fulfilled their destinies as the Wicked Witch of the West and Glinda the Good, rekindling the friendship. They also got their“ man” even if one needed oiling and the other had hair like straw! We didn’ t quite see who took the Lion home as their pet.
What Grinds Your Gears...
Have you ever been in a situation where you couldn’ t open your mouth when something was making your hair stand on end or your temperature gauge go up to dangerous annoyance levels very quickly? Yes, we all have. This is what our ladies had stuck in their“ gears”.
September
We all had some gripes from one of our older members asking a person with a full trolley of groceries if she could go before him with her two items, and him telling her to walk to the other end of the store. Our Marriage Celebrant member having her“ gears” grrrr... with brides being late for their wedding and then puffing on a cigarette before the ceremony. Priorities please! One of our Grandmas told us how an Anglican priest was not willing to baptise her grandson because the parents were not married. Lost the whole meaning of baptism, for the baby? Cannot think of what Susan or I mentioned but we all had some gripes.
As for me... it is a gear-grinding, tongue-biting hate of mine when I am called“ deary” or“ darl” by someone who doesn’ t know me from Eve and and also too often being asked if I would like to sit down when at an event where most others are standing to see better or just watch what’ s happening. Most times the seat is right at the back where you couldn’ t see anything but everyone else’ s back sides! It’ s the white hair I suppose or do I look a bit more like a zombie than I realise? I know... it all comes from a good heart... trying to change gears now. Nah... can’ t get it into neutral!
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