I've never met anybody who is racist. I've no doubt it exists though. To live in that kind of environment makes what i go through seem very trivial. To say that i've never met anybody who was racist is not strictly true. I've been in the presence of people who were and have experienced the hatred that has existed because of it. Trying to deal with it has left me isolated, confused and angry. Being pointed at, made to feel that i'm not good enough and that i don't fit in has made me promise that i will never inflict the way i felt then on anybody else.The people i deal with are very different to that now and I'm pleased to say that it was a one-off incident. Not being born in America's deep south has been a life-saver for me. There are so many good things about America but being born black and living in a country that loves guns isn't one of them.
if you're black, disabled and American consider yourself very unlucky.
America isn't the only cou…

I don't know what is happening to me....

I'd be a fool if i didn't notice the change that is happening to me. It doesn't happen everyday but is more noticable over a period of time. It feels like it's a degenerative thing that's got a hold of me but i don't really know for sure because i've never been given an explanation about what is going on.If there's something wrong with me I think i ought to know.

Living with a brain injury...

Paul Pugh was in the most critical meeting of his life. He was being told what his future would be like after receiving a brain injury in a brutal assault. He laughed the whole way through the discussion but, to him, it felt like he was sobbing. He would later be diagnosed with pathological laughter.
Pugh, now 38, had been on a night out with his Cwmaman Football Club teammates in January 2007 when he was targeted in an unprovoked attack on a cold January night.

As he left a pub in his home town of Ammanford in Carmarthenshire, west Wales, four men he didn't know rounded on him and repeatedly punched and kicked him.
Pugh's skull was fractured and he fell into a coma for more than two months. A blood clot which measured 10cm x 4cm formed on his brain and he was left with slurred speech, chronic fatigue and mobility difficulties which resulted in him having to use a wheelchair.

"I've had to learn to walk and talk again and come to terms with the fact that I will never fully…

Assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups...

Please don't tell me how sorry you are. I'm sure you must be but there's nothing you can do to put things right. Now, i don't write this blog to get attention for myself. That would be remiss of me. Oh no, I write it because i have a duty to do so, i think anyway, for all the victims of a stroke - some are dead and forgotten. Some are yet to suffer. In the end we all get to rest in peace. This is a blog dedicated to their memory, to the people whose lives they touch, and to the people they once were. They all thought that life would last forever when they were young, but it doesn't Whether you're disabled or not, everything must pass.A hundred years ago Charlie Chaplin had everything going for him. He would have been amazed if he could read this. He could have checked Google to see what was in store for him. Does anyone want to know what's in store for them? Then Chaplin would have died after having his fill of google (but not straight away). The point is …

Laurel and Hardy show us how to play pool...

Every time i see it i have to laugh.

When you want the world to end...

You kind of know you're depressed when you wake up in the morning and think to yourself "oh no, not another day again". Everyday seems like the one before and even a text message from your wife fails to raise your spirit and makes you think "what am i doing today?" You already know what you're going to do. Nothing anybody does can inspire you to do anything that's different. Before you know it a day has become a week and a week has become a year. You desperately need a new challenge to keep yourself going. Being confined to a wheelchair is not good because you can't get away by yourself.That's why i read books. The day passes by more quickly. Reading a hundred pages a day is no hardship because what else would you do with the time that you have left?
I feel like a prisoner locked inside myself. I don't even have rights. More worryingly i don't think i ever WILL have rights. I don't know how many people are like me. There can't be…

A few questions...

I've stolen this from Kylie. I used to ask Hinckley United footballers questions and stick them in the programme.1.What was the last thing you put in your mouth?
Butterscotch-flavoured angel delight.2. Where was your profile pic taken?
in Wales.3. Worst pain you've ever experienced?
Having the stitches removed from my legs after an operation.4. Favorite place you've traveled?
To north Wales.5. How late did you stay up last night?
It was late but i'm not sure what time it was.6. If you could move somewhere else, where would it be?
San Fransisco. I'm stuck here though.8. Which of your Blogger friends lives closest to you.
Valerie lives 40 miles away, in Sutton Coldfield.10. When was the last time you cried?
I'm disabled. I cry everyday.11. Who took your profile photo?
My wife, Mandy.12. Who was the last person you took a picture with?
My wife, Mandy.13. What's your favorite season?
My wife, Mandy. Only joking. That would be summer.14. If you could have any career,…