• Life in 2009,  Uncategorized

    >Michael Jackson, the goldfish

    >My mum reminded me this evening that when we were really little my brother and I had a goldfish each. I’d remembered that we had one…. my brother’s which was called Sally.  But I’d forgotten that I’d had one too.  Sally lost all her colour suddenly but lived a long time (years).  My goldfish which was called Fishy or Fishface (I was in to changing names, could never make my mind up) didn’t and I’d forgotten. But then out at dinner tonight my brother’s girlfriend made some comment about the fact that Michael Jackson died.  And my mum went “which one of you two had a goldfish called Michael Jackson?”…

  • books and reading,  Uncategorized

    >50!

    >One of my goals on my current 101 in 1001 list is to read 100 books in one year.  This is the third year I’ve attempted to do so through the now defunct 100 Books Club and I hoped that putting on my 101 in 1001 list would make me more likely to achieve it.  It’s a goal I’m hoping to get ticked off before the end of the year.  It’s looking pretty promising… I just finished my 50th book of the year.  The list on this blog is out of date and in desperate need of updating (hoping to get to bed in a min but to do that…

  • sailing,  Uncategorized

    >Lose Sight Of The Shore

    >Last year the big thing I did at sailing that was new to me was the regattas. Rutland was the first one and it was great fun but it tested and pushed me in ways I had never expected.   I was overwhelmed by a lot of it as it was more serious than either my Dad or I had thought.  In hindsight, the big multiclass at Rutland probably wasn’t the right one for me to go to for my first regatta.  I decided not to go to it this year because it is so big etc. Oxford was much more relaxed and more fun – it was smaller and…

  • Life in 2009,  Uncategorized

    >Song Lyric Game

    >This is either going to go really really well or really really badly I can tell. A few weeks ago I went searching for some song lyrics and came accross a thread on a message board where someone had posted the first line of a song and then people had posted the next one and so on as a game.  I thought it was pretty cool and I’ve been dying to try it out on my blog ever since. So… here goes “Well I heard there was a secret chord” All content copyright Emma Crees, 2006 – 2012 unless otherwise stated http://writerinawheelchair.blogspot.com

  • Cheerful Stuff,  CP related,  Uncategorized

    >You Know You Have CP when…

    >… the four things you are most excited about are (in order of when they are happening): Going to see Kate Adie give a talk about her experiences tomorrow night Going out to eat to celebrate Sophie’s graduation/degree results next week The My Sister’s Keeper film coming out at the end of the week. A hospital appointment in two weeks. And you even more know you have CP when you realise that if you had put them in order of how excited you are, the hospital appointment would be first or second (it was first but I’m really looking forward to tomorrow night so the closeness of that has temporarily…

  • Life in 2009,  Uncategorized

    >Success of a sort

    >Remember the entry I wrote for BADD this year?  Where You Least Expect It.  It was about going to my local pub for lunch and finding it had been done up and made less accessible in the process. Anyway a few weeks after that I finally got around to writing a letter of complaint to the brewery/head office. And today I got a reply. He visited the pub and has instructed the team to measure up and install a ramp as soon as possible.  I am hoping this will be a permanent ramp and not a movable one (and if it is a movable one they put signs up saying…

  • sick crip,  Uncategorized

    >Well I was…

    >…planning to write a long blog entry about lots of different things and thoughts and feelings and such like. But I’ve had a major headache for most of the day and it’s only just now properly resolving.   Literally as soon as I decided I was 110% not going sailing tonight it went from feeling better to feeling a lot better.  Which is frustrating but totally the right decision because I’m looking forward to a day out on Friday and I didn’t want to push myself and go sailing tonight then not be well enough to do stuff the rest of the week.  Particularly not the barge trip Friday. So…

  • achievements,  Uncategorized

    >University etc

    >Five years ago today I finished at uni and moved out of the halls of residence in Stoke on Trent which had been my home for four years and moved back to Oxfordshire.  I cried my eyes out and it was really hard. Five years.  Meaning I’ve now been back here longer than I was there.  That feels pretty unbelievable. In a lot of ways I feel like I’ve not achieved much in those five years.  But then when I actually stop and look beyond the surface level I know that I left university a completely different person to the shy girl who went there and today I am another…

  • Life in 2009,  Uncategorized

    >FYI

    >If you feel the need to start a conversation with “I don’t mean to be rude but…” I really wouldn’t bother.   Because it will be rude.  And annoying.  And it will piss me off.   Or I will just sit there thinking how rude you are and generally just be bemused in a what the hell type way as I was on Saturday.  I got a panini for lunch in a coffee shop and a random older lady came up and “Excuse me I don’t mean to be rude but would you like me to cut that for you?” And don’t just take stuff and do it for me,…

  • awareness,  disability,  Uncategorized

    >Worked up

    >Twice in the last two days I’ve been all geared up to be really stroppy and a strong self advocate and really get my point made and things done.  Because with both things things looked as though they would be difficult (previous experience for one and information on the website for the other).  I was NOT going to take no for an answer.  And with the previous experience one (voting not being particularly accessible previously) I’d had several years of being annoyed for letting it go and voting in not fabulous situations with nary a complaint to be seen. And both things have gone off without a single hitch or…