The North South Divide

It has reported in several studies that people in the north are worse off than the south - on things like life expectancy and income. I am about to to turn into dick whitington and pack my things up in a cloth and head to the big smoke. As a disabled person this presents many challanges most importantly to get a roof over my fine head of hair . Thats prooved a challange becuase i am not a london resident. This is important because although i am happy living in the private sector i need help with basic things like cleaning my clothes and other basics. In edinburgh i turned to the council because my house wasnt suitable so they helped me out with that support. I have been told i can apply for housing through the council after being a resident for 5 months- sp dpes that apply for support too?
In the bible the isrealites were promised a land of milk and honey. is london promising me a land of exspensive beer an dirty washing!


Returning to Whitington there is a poem

Turn again, Whittington,

Once Mayor of London!

Turn again, Whittington,

Twice Mayor of London!

Turn again, Whittington,

Thrice Mayor of London!

Change the name to cooper and who knows????

i am on the road to nowhere

Many apologies for the lack of blogging avid readers ( like someone from manchester) have been asking me why i havent been blogging quite simply my life has been turned upside down in the past month.

As you know i have moved into my own flat in july- i am loving it. but i had no work but then i got offered two jobs in 2 hours so i am packing up and moving to london. to work in the City. I am scared to leave edinburgh- the city i grew up in and love so much. To move to a place where i know very few people and dont know the place i am moving to.

as homer simpson said ' i am a risk taker thats why i have so many so many adventures' lets hope that this one is a happy one

life is like a bus nothing happens and the everything does at once

My friends many apologies for the lack of blogging. I have been very busy! I have found a flat! so that has taken up my time and energy sorting things out and making sure everything is in place

I also have a job interview next week so its all go go go i will let you know how it goes.............

A small step on to the pavement + a wheelchair = a broken bus

Great news dear reader I got into tripple kirks at 8.45 pm looking forward to a scream burger and beer for a fiver. I was pleased that i had timed it just right because the last time i went to a scream pub they stopped at 9pm but alas they stopped serving food at 8 so I had to wait till the end of the night to get the stapple after pub meal of cheese and chips which was as good as ever!

I have returned from aberdeen- refreshed but wet and tired as well. When I left my hotel it decided to lash it down. As I had some time to kill after a fantasic breakfeast at the local weatherspoons I thought I would go browsing to dry off a bit also. However the one flaw in my plan was that it decided stop raining when i was inside and drying off and lash it down when I was outside. so I arrived back in edinburgh a drowned rat but happy.

Many of you will be wondering why i have called the title of the post what i have well have patience and all will come clear.

I am relitavley new to using buses because they are now all low level where as not before. I was going to meet some friends and thought i would take the bus. I had never been on a bus on my own before. I got the drivers attention and also seem to be going well. the bus lowered I then requested the ramp. As the driver pushed me on i heard the ramp grown -I thought although I had a good lunch I dont way anywhere near the 300kg limit on the ramp. I thought nothing further of it until a fellow bus driver got on the bus and started talking to the driver. I heard them say the ramp has not gone back right they decided to solve the problem by jumping on the ramp and kick it into place. this failed and they decided to get a new bus,

all becaause of a young man in his wheelchair...............

the battle of tripple kirks

My friends I am off to Aberdeen to catch up with mates and generally unwind. Tonight I am going to the only pub I got barred from in Aberdeen . Many Moons ago I was on a night out with class mates and we thought we would start off at triple kirks- a pub in Aberdeen. However when we got there I was told I would not be allowed in not for being drunk- no booze had passed my lips at this stage. I was told i would be a safety hazzard in my wheelchair

lets see what happen tonight bring it on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

pack up your troubles in a cardboard box and smile smile smile

When watching the TV at lunch time I saw pictures of the following story http://www.startribune.com/nation/20558764.html.

The newscaster said that the only thing that most people have to do when moving themselves would be is to pack their possessions into cardboard boxes then put them in a van and go..

I am in the process of moving my self to where I do not know As Paul Young says where ever I lay my head that's my home. I have lived in the same house for 16 years- so I have got 16 years of junk to sort through. It is going to be even more fun because I shared a room with my twin brother so if I get rid of any stuff he wants to keep I could be a dead man. ( the big one will be his Dr who videos) I am not a fan but he is a big fan.

Where are you meant to get cardboard boxes now my parents still have some from our move here in 1992. I can remember going to the supermarket to get cardboard boxes to put things in to take on holiday. but thats now stopped because of health and safety and I dont know where to get boxes now

So I disagree with the newscaster on 3 front firstly you have to decide what to put in the boxes. Secondly you have to unpack them at the other end. Finally and most importantly you cant move if you dont have any boxes to put your stuff in.

I am now off on the quest of the holy cardboard box although I hope if I find them they are all in one piece

a certain degree of success

As always at this time of year pubs are full of students celebrating the end of the university lives- indeed twelve months ago I had great fun doing the same thing. The end of university life should mean the start of bigger and better things, however for some graduates it is not so

There was a piece on the today program on BBC radio 4 this morning discussing weather there were too many 2:1 degrees being awarded. all of my friends who have those degrees deserve them after all their hard work. I have a 2:2 degree and have found this to be a barrier in my search for meaningful employment. I am very proud of my degree but i feel it was a waste of time. This is because all of the graduate recruitment schemes I have looked at or post graduate courses require a 2:1 degree.

I feel like a second class member of society ( no pun intended for once) just because I cant write essays does not mean that I would be no less of an asset to a company than someone with a first class degree

I congratulate all graduates everywhere for completing your studies successfully. Welcome to the biggest challenge of your life finding your first job!!!!!!!