Small bullet point memories of my 30th birthday party.  I’ve been putting off writing this until I feel less depressed.  I do feel like things are moving forward from that point of view but they’re still bad.  It occurred to me however that I might feel better for thinking and writing about something very cheerful so here goes… It was really, really good fun. I danced so much that my back hurt most of the next day.  That was totally worth it. I’d really agonised over the venue because the party room and bar are on one floor and the two disabled loos are on another (right next to each…