In tennis, if players turned sour after losing a match, they only lose their sportsmanship and credit. They let only themselves down. This is the same whether they lose, or they win. Nothing is to be gained from boasting in a win, or blaming others for a loss. The same goes for life.
My biggest complaint about being disabled is not that people are hostile to me, but that they are too kind to me with patronising pity, and believe me people can be harmed by kindness as much as hostility.
Do university students actually care about climate change? And are they doing anything to stop it? Concerned by apparent contradiction in the behavior of my student colleagues, I took the initiative to address the issue and carried out research to try and understand students' reaction to the statement, "Oh No! Not Climate Change Again!".
In this era of Wikipedia and NSA spying it is increasingly easy to find any information you need via Internet searches and social media, and yet it is still very difficult for disabled people to find out the information they need about venues where they want to see live music performed.
When people ask me "How are you?" I have to think twice, not because I don't know, but often am not sure what they want to hear. Some ask out of common courtesy, simply being polite, but would rather I answer "I'm fine thank you" than hear a long account; perish the thought of hearing the truth and understanding the full picture of living with chronic disease.
The feeling of needing to show the world we can cope with anything is one that most of us are probably familiar with. The concept of even admitting to a struggle is something most of us actively avoid; we'd rather fight on with a forced smile fixed upon our faces.
I have never suggested that anyone should be working and I perfectly accept that there is many people, disabled or not, who are not ready to work for a whole range of reasons. I have never cared how many disabled people actually work, but simply the fact society, professionals and disabled people themselves believed they can work.
Unusually, the UN General Assembly (GA) has been in media headlines in recent days. In response to recent spying allegations
Sally Bercow, wife of Commons Speaker John Bercow, may be famous for her innocent face, but her hand gestures were far from
I believe the disability agenda as been hijacked by the wider socialist movement. By socialism, I am referring to people whose politics is Left of Labour and purport to believe in social justice.
By replacing old negative thought patterns with new positive ones you create new neurological pathways and can literally rewire your brain. It is as simple as noticing your thoughts, identifying whether they are supportive and then choosing to change anything that might be holding you back.
Good luck to students who receive their A Level results today. If you have achieved your aims, good on you. If not, please do not despair. The longer you live, the less important they will be. Take it from me, the exam results you achieve at school are no criteria for a successful career.
It has become regular media fodder to bemoan the current employment market for young people. We rattle off the statistics with such frequency that we forget that behind each number is a fresh and eager young person seeing their future and their potential, drift further out of their grasp.
We are supposed to be proud of our universities, our student living providers and the support that people are given and yet when we need support and care they turn their backs, close their eyes and just put their hand out to collect money.
Where are they all? Of course everyone's heard of Ian Dury but there are actually loads of amazing disabled musicians out there that one simply never hears about. Following last year's Paralympics, disability awareness in general society is at an all time high, but how does the music industry fare?
This morning I arrived back to London after a month away. I had been traveling for 48 hours straight. I was a little tired to say the least. I turned on my phone; it was like welcoming an old friend (an old friend that had been relegated to an occasional acquaintance for the last 4 weeks due to international roaming charges). A call came through almost immediately.
The happiest person in the UK is a married Indian lady, who own her own home on a remote Scottish island. But if you're not her, there really is no need to worry.
Harry Judd may have to turn on some special tricks to walk off with this year's title of Strictly Come Dancing champion during