I got the bus from my house into town and a second bus to her house. I had to give up driving 3 years ago and this is the first time I’ve got there under my own steam. (I’ve been in a taxi but that doesn’t count) I was of course in my wheelchair.
I keep posting these little doings because I want people to know that the dreaded wheelchair is not the end of the road.
Mastering the bus is not easy and I’ve had loads of help from the local Outreach Team but I’m so glad that I’ve done it. You have to develop a rhino hide for the odd b**s who tut at being kept waiting but on the whole other passengers have been delightful. I’ve got to know all the regulars on my local bus and they’ve been very supportive.
Now I know that I’ll be able to get there to see my granddaughter when she’s born in December.
Great stuff Jane - you are really brave and I’m glad that the majority of people are kind and supportive. Good luck on the birth of your granddaughter in December. That’s lovely news! Teresa xx
BRAVO !!! This is what it is all about.You will end up with a crew of amirers who appreciate what you are doing and the struggle involved.Help will be on hand,should you ever need it.
As for the ‘Ignorant tutters’, you could say, “I’m rehearsing what could be your old age or infirmity” . Looks like December will be expensive…Like you’re going to be bothered.
Travel by bus, always an adventure where I am. Not all Arriva buses are converted for the disabled. I’ve got a mobility scooter and sometimes the driver has to lift it on and off the bus, takes ever such a long time.