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, 25 September 2015

I'm really sorry, but...

I must apologise as some of the 'honest, truthful language/humour' that I use, can be taken offensively! I guess that not everyone easily receives such behaviour well. I will not change, I just have to be careful of my audience selection!! It is potentially dangerous, as I am regularly commended for my use of honest language, yet sometimes I am told off!

'What exactly do you do?' Many will wonder, and would like to pose me this question. I find myself regularly asking myself such. I may depress myself when thinking how 'different' my life is, but this is obviously balanced by my joy/pride in/of my own achievements. I have to remain proud of everything that I do, because only I know how far I have progressed. I am human though, and regularly desire more. I am still financially unemployed, but I take great pride in the work I do. I work 'voluntarily' for both KCIL (Kingston Centre for Independent Living), and the South West London Green Party. I like to believe in what I am working for. I realise that everyone must, but I enjoy working for a belief, rather than just believing what i work in. My spare time is minimised due to 'wheelchair life', but I ensure that my main priority is my neurological physiotherapy and the gym.  Behind all of this, I always ensure that I get my three coffees per day (morning, afternoon, evening)!
However, I am often troubled by thoughts which only flash across my mind. I do not receive a salary. I do not have a partner. I have not been in love, or even kissed anyone romantically for nine years. I need love. I live alone. I am regularly greeted by people about town, quite randomly. I hardly ever socialise in a larger group. I enjoy having this blog as it is a chance to communicate identical messages to everyone, worldwide. I think. A lot. My problems do cause stress, but you must all know that I have supreme self-belief...
I live! :)

the best coffee to have been served in a cardboard cup!...
The above comment was notified by myself, last week. I was attending a Green Party meeting at Kingston University. Scheduled for 7.30, I turned up at 7.00, just in time to grab a coffee, from the front building. Relieved, but, 'oh no', it was served in a disposable card cup (obviously not my choice)! I sighed in despair, however, tasted the coffee and was very pleasantly surprised. I definitely approved. I maintain that coffee is a far too superior drink to be drunk out of a piece of instantaneous rubbish.
"Drinking coffee from a disposable cup, It's a lazy American idea.' (Hussar's Espresso House 25/09/15)




Starbucks girls
'I'm really sorry but it's Starbucks, I can't !’
Earlier in the week, travelling down Surbiton high street, I see two girls who handing out something. As I progress, I see their green aprons, and see that they are giving out small drinks for public tasters. I then rapidly conclude, panic, but am intrigued. A couple of Starbucks staff are testing new drink samples on the public. I cannot get out of their way! Two young girls, approach me, offering free coffee...
.... I was kind, I didn't flick their tray of drinks back over them, in disgust. I was restrained! They looked puzzled, by my response, given above.

I have finished my ‘Kindle book’ ('Mastery of Fate’ by Christian D. Larsson), so I have moved on, forwards to a paperback book! Tactile. Paperback books, remember them? 
Jean-Paul Sartre - ’The Age of Reason’ - 1945.



Morning Espresso Macchiatto
Slippery slope, I know. I have started drinking my 'morning coffee' earlier, and earlier. I am at the stage now, where I nip to my local (and best) cafe before breakfast for a Macchiatto. I allow myself, as it counts as one of my 3-a-day, and milk intake is negligible.

If I was floating in money! :(
I finish this week's post talking about another hugely personal issue, nothing to do with coffee! It is the time of year when energy supplies get charged. Although I have been forever aware of the large need of renewable energy sources, it is only in the past few years, living independently, have I researched and found a good route.




I desperately want to have a clean conscience, choosing renewable energy (as I am sure many do). However, finance has to be considered. Unfortunately, finance is the deciding factor! This is the case for everyone, so I fear a lack of success for such a global necessity.

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