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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Wednesday, 13 November 2024

Ahem!...

 


Three golf clubs go into a pub

The first, a putter goes up to bar and orders a pint. 

The second, a pitching wedge, follows, and orders another pint.

The third goes up, and ‘just a water for me, sorry I can’t, I’m the driver’


https://www.instagram.com/reel/DBRxHE-qlbQ/?igsh=MjhrOGN5NTB5OXht


‘That’s not how a queue works’ 

Hehehe. 

I had just entered a coffee shop, a few weeks ago, and joined the back of a long queue, to get my espresso, post physio session.

Then, all of a sudden a rather large lady walked into the shop and stood in front of me and my wheelchair!

‘Ahem, that’s not how a queue works, sorry!?’ I alert her.

She rotates and just stares at me with a puzzled snarl.

Fortunately another customer had also joined the queue, remained behind, and managed to gently explain just how wrong she had been.

I regained my place, all was ok, but I also realised that this was ‘just a regular occurrence’ in my previous life. It is only in a wheelchair, when you can’t nudge forward, or ’slip past someone’. I recognise now how EVERYONE for the past 18 years has acted kindly to me.

Should I welcome being relegated (therefore I was just as normal as everyone else).

BUT NO, I WANTED A COFFEE!


My life could’ve been so ‘regular’. I would have been bored. I would have been in a lovely marriage, possibly with children, working full-time. Life could have been so ‘regular’.

I am different.

I am alone.

I love my independence! Most of the time but not all of the time. I am disabled so ‘different’. I am alone. Only I know myself.

I type this whilst sat near a couple and two parents, in a coffee shop on a Sunday.

So many lives seem ‘happy and complete’. 

Everything is relative, and humans ALWAYS want more.

Desire to improve is what drives us all to progress

I have always been very independently tackling all sorts of problems that life throws at us. Therefore self-belief is my broad safety net!

I type just three days later, having been in same coffee shop, but accompanied by an amazing new friend. I welcome a vastly improved mood compared with earlier words I have typed! 

Oh, I don't know!

Up, down.


Flip a coin. In order to get heads, you have to recognise that tails is just as possible (and vice versa, obviously). As with everything within our cognitive powers, there is always another alternative. Find it, understand its possibilities. It may be worse, it may be better. It will always exist, in parallel with the original. There is always an alternative.


@case.kenny - instagram




My current music choice now

Deep house music, or Jazz,



Deephouselounge.com 



Truthfully, the above link, offers just a sample of music genre. I am regularly switched on to various Deep House Music played through my hi-fi (better sound quality than listening to a computer). Latest addition to my Deep House collection - 

Homero Espinosa - Deep House Amsterdam 2024




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZD0KC7EYNnY





Latest album bought…




Miles Davis - Bag’s Groove


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jp9imdBhVCg

Thursday, 3 October 2024

Up/Down...Down/Up

Up/Down…Down/Up


For every up there is a down. For every down there is an up.


https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/cycling/articles/c5y0l0v6y2do Muriel Furrer

Tragic news reached me last Friday, of the death of promising young Swiss rider, Muriel Furrer at the World Championships in Zurich. Cycling is such a troubled sport. The greatest sport will always have the greatest difficulties.





A cyclist strives to perform at their individual optimum.

Laying in hospital forces independent thought.

I was then entrenched in a rehabilitation life where independence was the ultimate goal. 

I achieved the ability to live alone.

I am alone, forever.

Much as I want to be in a strong relationship with a partner, I think it may be impossible.

‘Oh, what do you do? Where do you work?’

‘My job is living life.’

I use this blog as a route back to the real world, knowing that people anywhere can read my words!


https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c5y35qz73n8o



Momentous. (the link above, explains Britain closing it's final coal power plant).

Unfortunately for many portions of this country, this halt in such industry will hurt greatly. The step can be viewed so importantly though. Positively, this is such a vital step forward. The whole Globe is feeling the effects of our fossil fuelled damage to our climate. If the UK can be a leading country in renewable energy production, it can only be a good thing.


Is the monk going bald?



(I love any excuse to include a photo of my coffees)!




So many coffee shops ask customers whether they want chocolate on top of their cappuccino. I am me, and I always feel like interrupting and asking ‘well, is the monk going bald?’

Although perhaps the most popular coffee drink, very, very few people know the backgrounds of the name.

When you add ‘ino’ on the end of any Italian noun, it basically tells you that it is a small version of the initial part. The ‘Cappuco’ part tells us that it is a monk. So ‘a little monk’. It is when you look down on top (of either), you understand. The sprinkled chocolate symbolises the monk’s balding scalp. The surrounding frothy milk represents the monk’s hair. The outer, slim ring of coffee represents the monk’s cloak, or ‘habit’.

:) SO THERE!

‘The Capuchin Franciscans are a Roman Catholic order of brothers shaped by this heritage. Building on this Franciscan tradition, the Capuchins were founded in 1528 and emphasized prayer and contemplation, preaching, and physical care of the needy. Today, many of our brothers continue this preaching tradition.’


Merckx on Pogacar



The greatest on the (new) greatest...

Some almighty due praise for Tadej Pogacar... BRAVO TADEJ!!

Saturday, 21 September 2024

(Democratic Celebration)


July 04th 2024 -  UK General Election 

                            USA Independence Day (Democratic Celebration)


November 05th 2024 -  USA General Election

                                      UK 'Fireworks night' (Democratic Celebration)