not sure I can manage it again. The word 'crestfallen' is my kryptonite, and makes my heart contract. He personifies it at the end. But, yes, great film.
Guardian football newsletter on intra team punchups funnelled me here. Interesting to see how abuse of players around race or sexuality or intellectual pursuits has/hasn't moved on. Also made me sad again about Vialli.
Inspired watching World Championship gymnatics, I'm going plan a scoring system for transfers from wheelchair to toilet, shower, or bed based on time, style & efficacy. Extra bonus point for shouting 'I am gymnastics!' mid transfer. Points deducted for use of fall alarm or over extravagant swearing
Pride v. energy. Wheelchair quandary pt 37 - getting your frigging shoes on. Is it better to a) go out with 2 besocked feet on the footplate (bit shonky) b) one shoe on, one sock (current level of readiness) c) give up exhausted and stop in (again). I've already burned spoons getting trousers on.
Hence emergency services and a big hammer. It's amazing how little you give a shit about flashing your minge at a fireman and firewoman when they are helping you get back in your wheelchair after being trapped on/in a toilet for an hour.
They did not. Called into action, after wonderring where the hell I was, my beloved tried to unlock the door using a coin to turn the lock. Surprise! The mechanism was not attached.
Yes, it was me. Yes, I've used it before and knew the grabrails were insufficient but trusted that tasty dinner/panic/social embarrassment would override useless adaptations.
Exciting times in a well known chain brasserie in Leeds as firefighters have to break into the accessible toilet to rescue a middle aged woman unable to get off the toilet.
when I was 13 I was a Spandau Ballet fan, whose main life question briefly was 'Gary or Martin?'. Now I'm 53, and ruminate ' @barneyronay.bsky.social or @jonathanliew.bsky.social ?'. Your writings amuse me even when the subject is of no interest. Thanks (and Pseuds Corner can do one).