Disability Rights or Wrongs.

Yesterday, I had the unusually painful experience of having to bite my tongue, while listening to the story of how two people (who are currently sharing the same respite facility as myself) were asked to leave the living room of a local hotel.

There was a rugby match on the telly, and I can only assume that the site of these two severely disabled people was more than a little off putting, food and drink wise.

While everyone else in the centre screamed discrimination, I stood out like a sore thumb, by not rallying to that particular battle cry.


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