Unfortunately, I lost the early posts when my web hosts changed. Below is what I have been able to retrieve from web.archive.org. —- Thankfully the third and final issue is not so much of a problem since I’ve started becoming a more curvaceous lady, but in my youth and early twenties there was always the …
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Three things you shouldn’t do to a person of restricted growth – part#2
Unfortunately, I lost the early posts in a change over of web hosts. Below is what I have been able to retrueve from web.archive.org. —- Another regular thing that happens to a small person is that inevitable talk with friends, family members, work collegues and new people about “being little”. Other restricted growth people will …
3 things you shouldn’t do to a person of restricted growth – part#1
My first top thing you shouldn’t do to a person of restricted growth is say: “You’re small!” Really?! No!? I hadn’t noticed!? No s**t Sherlock! Really, you’re not the first person to point out the bleedin’ obvious and guess what sunshine, you won’t be the last. Ok, maybe I’m being a rather harsh here, but …
Three things you shouldn’t do to a person of restricted growth
A lot of the problems that comes with being short stature are, for the most part, invisible. People – regardless if they are of average height or have another disability tend to have the mindset that the only problem we have is the fact that we are small and might have trouble reaching things. Well, …
To freelance or not to freelance?
Over the past 10 years I experienced a few forms of employment. I’ve worked for a small agency, for a large organisation and freelanced (though not necessarily in that order). Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. The small organisation; you get to know people quicker and it takes a lot less time to establish …
Those pesky sliding doors!
Every restricted growth person will know what I’m on about here. Today I went on a Sunday shopping trip (shudder at the mass crowds thought) to one of the local out-of-town retail parks to buy my beau their Christmas present (no I haven’t told them what it is!). My attempt at getting out first thing …
“You come with baggage”
This was comment I received this week. I don’t particularly want to explain in what situation I was in, but needless to say it made feel quite mad and it had the “Oi” effect of how can you say that? Yes, I’m a disabled person and I need to have certain needs accommodated to enable …
Yes, it’s a blue badge parking space…
…and no, I’m not waving my blue badge at you for fun. Can you see a running theme in these posts of late? Today went shopping with my beau and as ever circled like a hawk around the pre-Christmas full mall car park a few times before spotting a gentleman in wheelchair heading back to …
The inconvenient blue badge…
Here’s the deal. I have a blue badge – I love it, it’s one of my favourite possessions. Not because of the feel of the cool blue plastic on my hands, but because it helps get me nearer to destinations I would think twice of visiting because of the distance I would have to walk …
These boots…
…ha ha, no I’m not about to break out into song. Yep, it’s that time of year again when the sun lowers in the sky, there is a distinct chill in the air and us short ladies have to go on a hunting spree to try and least pretend we are able to be part …