The chocolate cake looked sumptuous in the catching rays of the afternoon sun. I slid the knife through the dark seductive surface and the liquid chocolate began to pool around the base of the brown succulent treat. I took a slice, engaged my mouth and we all sat in the coffee shop eagerly picking up again the conversation of the...
Endless toileting. Stumbling down the stairs in a half-dazed panic countless times in the midnight hours. Assisting with helping administer medication. Helping with feeding. Visiting the Hospital at all hours over any medical worry and engaging with a human occasionally incapable of speech.
It really is beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.
The media in this country can be a blessing and a curse. It can equally champion oppression or encourage oppression. Magnificent investigative journalism is there in the majority of decent, moral newspapers and broadcasters, it is journalism we can be rightly proud of. Indeed, as a writer and champion of children's disability rights, I know, I see...