Crips in the countryside?
As it looks like we're in for a few days of warm, sunny weather here in the UK, Crippled Monkey would like to urge all Ouch readers to go and enjoy a day in the countryside. Why? Well, because of the first paragraph of an article in today's :
"Being less rude to people from ethnic minorities, the disabled and the young could help those living in the countryside to make more money out of them, a study said yesterday."
There you are, then. Proof that folk in the countryside want a piece of that £80 billion worth of spending power that disabled people have. So get out there and make sure they're nice and helpful when you go to order your cream tea, and that they point out the accessible route across the field.
(Crippled Monkey apologises for the rural stereotypes, but much like Ouch's editor, I'm also not a great fan of fields and gates and cows and sheep and all that stuff. Give me a nice city any day.)
Éù Ouch link: "Am I the only crip in the village?" by Flash Wilson.
Comments
Why is money the only reason to show an interest in the country? I grew up on a farm, and loved it. The countryside offers friendship and peace. Yes there are fields and gates, but when I am in the city there are high kerbs, roadworks, broken and cambered pavements. I think if I have to spend my money I'll spend it on the Intercyberwebnetspace and keep the peace of the country.