• customer service,  disability rights,  discrimination,  powerchair,  safety,  trains

    A Trip to Paddington

    Last week I wrote about how place are Allegedly Accessible but so often aren’t. About ending up with memories of events that aren’t of the good time I had and the things we laughed about but of things being unexpectedly inaccessible and the pain and struggle that causes. I went to London on Monday. I’m worried that it’s going to be another thing that in years to come my memories are of someone lying to my face and the fear and panic that caused, rather than the fun that came before. I’m angry about what happened. I’m very sad about how my brilliant day ended and being left with those…

  • 2015,  blogging,  books and reading,  reviews,  safety,  Uncategorized

    A Summer Breeze by Colette Caddle

    I’ve enjoyed every single Colette Caddle book I’ve read and so when I saw her new book, A Summer Breeze, was available to review I was really keen to have a copy. I can confirm that A Summer Breeze was well worth the read and I enjoyed it.   It’s being published on 24th September 2015.   All Zoe Hall has ever wanted to do is act, then love got in the way of her dreams. But now that she has divorced her husband and come home to Dublin, she is determined to get her career back on track. It’s easier said than done though and she earns just as much…

  • blogging,  friends,  memories,  safety,  Uncategorized,  uni

    >Looking Back – and then briefly forward

    >I wrote my first ever blog entry almost 11 years ago.  A couple of days ago I started playing with the “you might also like” feature on this blog and started reading some of my older entries (which go back to March 2006 on her as my Wheelchair Princess archives are also here).  And then yesterday I went back even earlier and was reading stuff from 2003/2004.  This evening I went all the way back to the very beginning 8th November 2000. And it really hooked me in. It’s really interesting going back all those years and seeing what I was up too then.  My style back then seems to…

  • awareness,  letter unsent,  safety,  swimming,  Uncategorized

    >A Letter Unsent

    >Dear you, I know you’ll never read this and even if you did you wouldn’t understand it. But sometimes a girl’s just gotta get some stuff off of her chest. If I need help I will ask. Don’t just stick your hand on my side without saying a word and then act all offended when I ask what you’re doing. Don’t assume that there’s a chance I’m going to fall as I’m transferring and that you putting you hand on my side just above my hip will prevent that happening. It’s just really rude, really off putting and substantially increases the chances that I actually will fall! I know from…