I’m fortunate enough that despite having my ankle twisted beyond natural human limits and thus ending any hope I had of becoming a professional footballer (any suggestions that by that time I was far too old and never had any real skills anyway being suitably ignored) I don’t consider myself disabled. Sure it’s a little stiff and painful each morning and I’ll never have full mobility back in it. I can however walk. When the mood takes me I can even run / waddle. I am not disabled. When therefore I go to the supermarket or car park I do not park in the disabled bays.
I do have a young daughter who still uses a 3 point harness child seat. So on these outings I do, when available and then only when my little cherub is with me, use the parent and child parking bays so I can suitably access said child.
It’s a simple little bit of self discipline I have.
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Well written article.
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