I condone neither violence, nor the carrying of weapons, and yet somehow this article found in yesterday’s copy of The Sun newspaper still managed to raise a wry momentary internal smile…
There was me thinking photographing situations and blogging about them on the Internet was forthright. It seems I’ve been going about it all wrong…
A full-time wheelchair user since 1998, Claire lives in an adapted bungalow in England with her Partner of 10 years and their two dogs: Ziggy, a 4 year old ex-racing Greyhound, and Hector, a 1 year old Whippet.
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Armed motorists..sigh..worrying. Personally, I’d have waited for him to wander off and used it on the tyre valves to deflate the tyres.
I went to a computer fair a few years ago with a lorry driver mate of mine…got cut-up by an able bodied driver who promptly parked in the disabled bay. We parked, my friend got out..perfectly calm.
Waited for the other driver to walk off..started to walk in to the show, across the car park. Drew level with this guys car, and Seal (without changing facial expression) punched out a rear lamp unit and dragged his keys down the side of it, before calmly stating “he won’t do that again”.
Classic. Reminds me of my days at college. The staff would stand and watch as it would take the best part of 10 minutes to get me in and out of a Special Needs Transport mini-bus via a tail-lift in the middle of the Car Park and still park in the Disabled bays.
Or even better, some would even create their own bay by parking infront of the sole dropped-curb leading the solitary path over a neighbouring grass area. (Its worth noting that it was in the Epping Forest area — so the surroundings involved a lot of hills/grass/trees/mud that was a nightmare for my chair — so the pathways were a God-Send) I ended up with no choice but having to forcibly squeeze alongside the inconsiderately parked cars — at the expense of their bodywork/paintwork, naturally.…“Ooops”.
Imagine my amusement when signs started appearing stating that vehicles should park there at the owner’s risk and that the College accepted no responsibility for damage…
That’s totally mad. I can’t believe someone would do that.