Dangerous Driving

My mother has one of those mobility scooters, amazing things but the owners should be made to take a driving test when they first get one. The reason why. My mother is a nightmare on it.


We were in a local shop and we decided to leave, instead of going the long way around she tries to reverse. Which wouldn’t be a problem if she could. She went zooming back into a display of dog food tins. Guess who was standing next to the damned thing. Yep me. I ended up on the floor with a couple of hundred tins of sodding dog food on me. You know what my mum did then, laughed! A shop assistant had to help me up and tidy up the mass of dog food. I managed to get up only to find mum reverse into a stack of kitchen role. So I have been on crutches since. Now I have pulled muscles in my side, stomach and neck I have a lot of bruising on my hands, I thought crutches was meant to be our friends.

Making the effort makes all the difference

Yesterday was a good day. I got a lay in thanks to my lovely partner. Managed to get most the housework done, while my partner got the car cleaned ready for our road trip today. My mum is also disabled due to EDS tonight she will be going to her first concert in over 20 years. Why? Because someone outside the family actually asked her to go. People stopped making an effort not long after mum had to start using walking sticks almost 12 years ago. This lady who is taking my mum is a single parent struggling to raise a teenage boy alone, is struggling to put herself through college, yet she took the time out to think about my mum. She has phoned ahead and got disabled access. It’s amazing how thoughtful someone can be. One little act of kindness as made my mum’s month. The depression she was going through has lifted, even if its temporary it’s nice to see my “old” mum back just how she used to be. I and my partner will be taking them to London later today. Can’t wait to see her face when they come out.


I’m making good progress on my new project the stripy scarf for my sister. It’s looking goooood hehe .

Name change

I finally decided on a name, with help from my mum. It’s a long standing joke between us that we both need to be wrapped in bubble wrap so we don’t hurt ourselves or other people. So the name just seemed to fit.