• 2017,  access,  BADD

    Not five minutes but five weeks

    Today is Blogging Against Disablism Day. For the last five weeks I’ve been dealing with a somewhat ridiculous access situation.  What I actually need should be incredibly straight-forward. I need to be weighed.  I am not allowed to go sailing until I can confirm my weight to the powers that be. That’s because they’re checking equipment safety. I have no problem with that.  You can buy scales in Argos for less than £30. But as a wheelchair user it’s not accessible to me. The accessible scales you can get cost over £1000. You can go to the GP to get weighed. I can’t. There isn’t considered to be a need…

  • 2016,  acceptance,  access,  CP related,  Uncategorized

    “Well”

    Earlier this week I was talking to an acquaintance who was saying I handle things very well.  They’d been around when I’d found myself struggling with access woes a while ago and been impressed with how I handled it. It’s not the first time since that this has come up. They mentioned that I’m not the only disabled person they know and the others get angry in ways I don’t. I think it is – or was meant to be – a compliment. I’m not sure I did handle it well. I’m not sure it’s a situation that can be handled well – life doesn’t come with a handbook for…

  • 2016,  access,  C-A-B,  disability,  Uncategorized

    An Evening in the Pub

    I wasn’t going to blog about this but one of the others on my journalism course suggested I should. Earlier this week a bunch of us from CAB went to a pub in a nearby town to eat.  It was our post Christmas, Christmas social (we always have it in January).  It’s not a town or pub I know. But based on what I’d heard of the access I didn’t have alarm bells ringing Then we got to the pub and as my colleague drove past the main entrance and into the car park I could see it had a step. I didn’t know about that step. Across the dark…

  • 2015,  access,  Uncategorized

    I’m a professional cynic but my heart’s not in it

    Ages and ages and ages ago someone got really annoyed with me because I reminded them that I have access needs. They knew it and more importantly the person doing the organising of that event knew it and as they put it I needed to trust they both because I knew both they and the other person wouldn’t forget. They even went so far as to suggest that my asking was insulting to the third party doing the organising. Which frankly is bollocks but was just another example of this particular person thinking they understood disability and saying ridiculous stuff, much of which was well meaning but inappropriate. The hilarious…

  • 2015,  A to Z blogging challenge,  acceptance,  access,  disability,  Uncategorized

    I is for…

    I is for Impossible As a disabled person and particularly as one who is both life long disabled and a woman there can be a lot of barriers in my way. Actual physical access is the big one although awareness of that and facilities are improved a lot and the amount they’ve changed just within my lifetime is huge.  That’s not to say there isn’t a long way to go because there is.  I just read an interesting blog by Anika about that. Attitudes and awareness are in many ways a much bigger barrier.  If people refuse to understand why I can’t be carried down a flight of stairs or…

  • 2014,  access,  Poetry,  Uncategorized

    A Disabled Day Out in London – A Poem

    (I was talking to a friend about my day out in London from a few weeks ago using it as an example for something else that I was a bit inspired by to write. She suggested that the day itself and what I was saying would make a good poem. I might still write the something else.) A Disabled Day Out In London Yes we do assisted travel here at station A (You’ll book but that won’t matter) You’ll request a push up to the train but we’ll walk off and ignore you   Yes we do assisted travel here at station B (You’ll book but that won’t matter) The…

  • 2014,  acceptance,  access,  advocacy,  argh,  Uncategorized

    Fed Up

    I’m a bit fed up of not getting actual answers to my questions but just a stream of talking that dances around the question of not being treated with respect of having to point out what should be really obvious of having people blame things on my disability which in reality have nothing to do with my disability. Only thinking or saying “well she is disabled” makes it easier for them than having to accept and admit  that they fucked up. of the fear that this time when they’re predicting snow will be the time when it actually comes. of the words “but it’s your rent money that pays for…

  • 2014,  access,  Uncategorized

    I can’t be bothered

    This is not the blog post that the two people I went to London with yesterday are expecting to read. Because that’s about so much access fail and ridiculous stuff. And it’s frustrating as hell and it had a huge impact on our day and didn’t need to happen.  But at the same time as much as those who I was with were shocked and appalled, I wasn’t.  I wasn’t surprised because I’ve been there, done that in so many places. And as soon as I saw the photos of the venue on their website I realised that it would have been built at a time when the idea of…

  • 2014,  access,  disability,  Uncategorized

    When Disabilities Collide

    I recently met a disabled person I hadn’t met before. We were both at the same event. We spoke but only in the context of the group, about stuff to do with the event which had nothing to do with disability..   You know how they talk about gaydar? Well, if there’s such a thing as CP-dar this person really set mine off.  I don’t know that’s what their disability is but I’d put good money on their being a non-wheelchair using CP-er (or at least they weren’t using a chair at that point) Today an email went round.  There’s this training workshop that sometimes happens.  The nearest place is London…