Whar iz dat?

I forgive the thousands of avid fans of this website, for slowing down my post speed. The posts are becoming less regular as i am making fewer and fewer notes, and dedicated time for post-typing is reducing. Whilst I apologise for these contributing factors, they could be seen as positive (fewer occurances of everyday life are considered as issues causing me to write, and as i am still returning to everyday life, time spent on this blog is severely reduced).

One thing does remain, my requirement of a good black coffee whilst post-typing. So, although i type this earlier than usual (about 6pm), i have suitably used my cafetiere. My oldest unused relevant note on my phone, is a reminder to shave part of my leg in order that my physiotherapist sends electric pulses to a leg muscle in order to exercise it. I forgot (honestly), and so part of my leg was shaved in the physio session. Male, but accepting of the situation, thoughts were rushing through my mind. As you should know, I had been a cyclist for many years until involved in a road accident when 22. I did however refuse to shave my legs, as i had little need to. However, it now seemed that my bike can be traced back as a cause for me to shave my leg. Anyway, the electrodes are to be in continued use, so, two patches upon my left leg remain hairless. For now. I include a picture of my left leg (the shaved), as proof, so you can all have a laugh, wind me up if you want.

 

My second note made by myself this week is promoting my belief of Fate and Destiny. I believe that everyone (including me) has some sort of destiny, the route to which everyone has different predetermined journeys or fates. You may fear this (think that i am talking absolute rubbish), or embrace it. Whatever. I just should say that whenever faced with a trouble or difficulty, I feel that I have managed to 'keep my head' by calling on this non-religious belief.

The wonderful world of wikipedia explains
Destiny refers to a predetermined course of events.^[1] It may be conceived as a predetermined future, whether in general or of an individual. It is a concept based on the belief that there is a fixed natural order to the cosmos.

Third note, entitles this post. I moved (i haven't decided on the best verb for self-mobilising  my wheelchair yet, any ideas?) along the high street the other day, when I passed a young girl on her scooter, accompanied by her mum behind, on a bike (on the pavement? tutut). Both paused to let me pass,  and the girl gave me the most amazed, quizzical face. She looked at me, and after I passed, asked her mum 'What is dat?'

I guess she was referring to my wheelchair, puzzled by the fact i seemed to be sitting there, putting no effort in, yet whizzing along. I realise that although most people understand a reason for the need of a powered wheelchair, some may not. It makes me stop and truly consider just how lucky i am, to not only be here, surviving, but to have received and to continue to, the help, care and support of so many different people. To be here, have my electric wheelchair, allowing me so much independence. I am so grateful for what i have received, and know that essentially, I am very lucky to be British and a recipient of all these services.

My final note, provides an argument for me. Coffee is addictive, so is it fair when bought/given coffees by owners of coffee shops?

OF COURSE IT IS!!! free coffee is always welcome (if it's good), especially when served with a smile!