I love my wheelchair. I love that I designed it, complete with light up front wheels, a bright red frame and a tiny little bell. I love that the cushion is the most comfy and supportive ever, to the extent... Continue Reading →
As you may have gathered from the not-remotely-cryptic title, I've had my wheelchair for (a little over) a year now. It arrived on 8th December 2015 (ah, 2015, that year when the most traumatic thing to happen was my knee... Continue Reading →
For those of you who haven't met my mother, you should. Welsh (though normally sans accent), dangerously intelligent, and usually hiding herself and her core of steel behind a pile of books, she will lull you into a false sense... Continue Reading →
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