Yet another entry into the ever expanding volumes of “You Couldn’t Bloody Make It Up” :-
A delivery man comes to the door, parcel in hand and rings the doorbell. Upon opening the door, which of the following greets me:
A) “Good afternoon madam, I have a parcel for you, would you sign here, please?” he says, gesturing towards his PDA.
B) “A’wight luv? Parcel for ya.” he says, thrusting said parcel into my hands.
C) Takes one look at my wheelchair before I can even fully open the door and asks, before he’s even set eyes on my face, “Ooh, what you gone and done to yourself, eh Girl?”
Yep, you guessed it, C. Not “hello”, “good day”, “kiss my arse”, nothing. Just “What have I gone and done to myself” (!) Why, Good Day to you too, sir!
Great to see that DDA/Equality in Customer Service training is going down a treat.
In other news, today marks the first Blogversary of Claire.NU. As I mentioned in my last post, I’d very much appreciate it if readers could take the time to comment and state their favourite posts over the last year (if they have any).
So far, there’s a solitary nomination for the anecdote which features my pubic hair. Surely that can’t be as good as it gets, can it?
I know a wave of the lurgy has swept across the blogosphere of late, so I am aware of why some haven’t participated as yet.
*Sends get-well thoughts to poor Vixx in hospital*
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: 















Well as I have only just this minute (or half an hour ago) discovered your blog I can’t comment on my favourite blog entries of the past year. Can I just take this moment to say that I love your glasses? *shows picture to mum* — those are the ones I want. (If I needed glasses of course.)
I’m taking business studies at school (the most boring thing ever, really, even worse than double science on friday afternoons) and my first lesson was on diversity and how we should treat all customers the same, and according to their needs. Apparently the eejit must have missed out on that part of his course!
Lime green and pink are my favourites, by the way. (Just thought I’d throw that in in this ridiculously long comment!)
What a cock. Did you punch him in the gonads?
Thanks for the get well wishes. *hug* You rock.
V xx
Wao… what a A-hole. I like your site very much, very interesting
I also read about your condition, I didn’t know what it was but now I do. I think you are awesome and I admire the fact that you are thankful for everything
Lots of people could learn from you
Amber: Why thank you
(they’re from French Connection’s “Vision” range [available in a metallic Air Force blue or a metallic Burgundy/Claret red], mine are the red).
Don’t worry about not being able to pick your fave yet, I’m just glad to have found a new reader
Welcome! x
Vixx: Unfortunately no, all I did was smile and pretend I hadn’t heard him, tbh, I was so shocked that I just didn’t know what to say or how to react, as that hasn’t happened to me for about 10 years! (It was much more common when I was on crutches as a kid)
Denise:
I haven’t been reading your blog for too long, but I did take a stroll through the archives and immediately found this piece of brilliance:
http://claire.nu/?p=100
It says so many things that need to be said. Living with a condition that requires a wheelchair just seems to allow people to treat you as a screen to project their own hopes and fears on — their hope that if they were ever met with the same fate, that they would be happy and brave, or their fear that if they should tread wrong — eat the wrong food, pray to the wrong god — that it might happen to them.
And a little while ago — maybe 2 weeks — I linked to your “Sex in the City” post over at my link blog, http://linkateria.blogspot.com , so I supposed that could count too.
Happy blogiversary! Many happy returns.
Suebob:
Thanks for that, really. I wrote that post when I was quite irate and I sometimes wonder if that’s such a good idea!

And thanks for taking the time to “de-lurk”, browse the archives and “vote”, your choices have been gratefully logged!
Cheers x
I’m going to vote for “The Bit Where I Wanted An About Page…”
It really got me thinking and prompted me to write an about page and dedicate it to you.
I think an about page has become very important. As the web started as academics looking for other acamademics opions and comments, so the social revolution has turned the web in to a tool for engaging with others and sharing our lives, through Flickr for example. The about page has become the instant knowledge many people need to instantly understand all the nuances in a weblog post.
Huzzah for the about page, and huzzah for you for guilting me, and I’m sure others, in to putting one up.
Hey,
In a bid to prcrastinate as much as humanly possible i made lots of rice pudding and then sat down to read past blogs. Here are my favourites:
http://claire.nu/?p=65
http://claire.nu/?p=70
http://claire.nu/?p=77
http://claire.nu/?p=97 (naturally — it included photos of tigers :>)
http://claire.nu/?p=112
http://claire.nu/?p=116 (cos it is fun listening :> — you should do it more
)
Sorry it took a while, but i got there in the end!
Hope you are not *too* excited about tomorrow (well technically later on today), you will have excellent fun, i am sure :>
Love Bean xoxox
Hey Claire, I really like your blog… and you also like Depeche Mode
I will come here from time to time, but I’ve already done so before
At least you’re getting things delivered…;) I’ve just had to nip out of work to the Telford Royal Mail branch to grab a parcel they’ve failed to deliver..and every time I’ve called to say “oi”, I’ve had “the answerphone is full..sorry.”.
They also say you can go to a webpage to organise redelivery…shame the page says “not operational until January 2007.”
Heyho…:)