Welcome to my blog. It varies how regular I write posts here. I sustained a 'Traumatic Acquired Brain Injury', and a six month coma from a 'road traffic accident' whilst cycling, in October 2006. I spent the following 4 years (22-26yrs old), in a combination of hospitals and rehabilitation homes. Now, I have been living independently in Surbiton, England since October 2010. This blog begun life in December 2010, as i realised that there are many people worldwide that i want to share experiences with. I know that, as a wheelchair user, I am obviously not as mobile as i wish, so, use the internet to connect to you. I enjoy letting my thoughts represent through type. I type honestly. As numerous readers, as well as email recipients, will understand, I find typing to be very therapeutic. Thank you :)
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Friday, 9 August 2013

just ONE question


Hello,
No crazy introductions this week, I’ve only just started my coffee, so I apologise if I bore you to tears!
Straight in.  My first note, is to promote the new album of Alela Diane, ‘About Farewell’.
For those who don’t know, it is her second album (I think, although I am not confident), and in my opinion, just as good as the first. As you probably guess, she is my sort of ‘thing’ (solo, female singer songwriter, acoustic, folky). Have a listen…




I have been feeling lucky this past week, long may it continue!
'Well, now's the time when you've gotta ask yourself one question.'


 I realized that whilst I easily throw out compliments, to those who I feel deserve them, I actually seem to rarely receive them in the same fashion. Although, as I crossed the road in Kingston in front of a motorbike, the rider just exclaimed whilst letting me cross,
'Good socks'!!

??? what?
Then, once crossed, I looked down, and ‘joy’. I was in my ‘Francaise Des Jeux cycling socks’. I have received derogatory comments about them, and I’m not too bothered. But for someone, to see them, recognize what they are, made my day. Cycling socks, of a French team (sponsored by the national lottery), worn by an English wheelchair user? Random, but recognized by someone!!



I was in the shower, when 
'CRASH'
I heard the breeze enter through the open window, making the window curtain send my mirror flying! I despaired, thinking that my run of luck had finished, signalled by a broken mirror. I finished my shower knowing that I wouldn't be able to fix my mirror. I checked, it lay in the sink, in perfect condition! Overjoyed, I realised that I turn 29 in a week of very good luck. I was born 29 years ago, come this week's end. 24th hour, sunday 11th August.

The large problem that I discovered last week, with my flat’s plumbing, was fixed fully on Tuesday, and I took this opportunity to have (a mini version only), a very delayed ‘spring clean’! My excuse is that my spring clean was delayed, as we only just experience a very late change of season! Sort of.

Positive thoughts and attitudes breed positive thoughts and attitudes. A smile is the best way to portray such.
:)

Although I have made two different notes shown above and below, both issues, are considered regularly by  myself.
Hmmm, do i rely on my dreams too much?
One must have aims and targets, but is it good to dream too much?
Hmmm mmmmmm
Am I a perfectionist? Can perfection really exist?

I continue by giving two pictures. The arty photo of Surbiton Station was actually taken last week but as I feel it merits it’s inclusion, I include it. The second photo is of a professional cyclist in the Pru London-Surrey Cycle Classic, in front of the Town Hall in Kingston.




A long way for a cup of coffee, but worth it!

My final note (above), was made earlier today. A free day, as my physiotherapy got cancelled, I decided to give myself a birthday present. I took myself up to Soho, sitting in the sun enjoying a coffee at The Bar Italia. I enjoyed London in the summer time. 


They know what perfection is!





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