This is my favourite story of the year so far, and I’m going to try to make it relate in some way to disabled people:
A woman in Plymouth wondered where her cat kept disappearing – at the same time every morning, he’d leave the house, and be gone for hours – he never came when called during this time, and his whereabouts remained a mystery, until it was revealed that he caught the bus into the city every morning, and home again before lunch.
Bus drivers reported that they made sure his seat was reserved so he wasn’t inconvenienced in his daily journey!
And how to make this relate to disabled people?
Well if bus drivers took care to see that we had a seat before driving off, it would not be nearly as difficult for disabled people with mobility difficulties to catch the bus.