Recently I wrote a blog about jobs and careers for the Brittle Bone Society which you can read here. In a nut shell it’s me talking about the fact that I didn’t really see myself having a
I’m going to put this post out there, just so you can ponder this question yourself. There is no right answer but I know I have mine. Picture the scene – you see me at a networking event,
I’ve known Shani for a few years now. I can tell you she’s hilarious, always has a cuppa in her hand whilst talking about how to tackle barriers we face as disabled people in the world.
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Bit of a weird title, I know. I couldn’t think of a good one so this is all we’ve got. I started driving when I was 2 years old, I think anyway. Apparently when I first got my chair I
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Recently I went to Bill’s in Leeds to celebrate dad’s birthday (Happy birthday dad if you’ve google searched my blog and having a cheeky read). It was lovely and the food was
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It was a Friday, my day off. Lovely. I had just been for a pub lunch with my friend. I’d eaten way too much and had a pint of coke so I was feeling a little bit giddy. On our way back I was
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I like to make my life as easier as possible, whenever possible. As a disabled person I have to constantly look at products and see if I will be able to use them. If it means it will cut my routine
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Picture the scene, I’ve just done a day of training. I’m buzzin’ but looking forward to riding the train home. The train is only 25 minutes long so just enough time to relax before
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When I was in Primary School teachers told me I didn’t have to wear school uniform due to my small size (cc my old blog where you can see how mini I was: Being Young and Disabled | 24
I know, I’ve said the P word. Sorry. If you’re sick of it, I’m sorry about that too. But the older I get, the more I realise why I have to learn about it all. I can’t afford