Not about me personally, but I look after the cheeky bugger.
No names to protect the innocent and all that jazz, etc, fluffy kittins will be saved.

Severe Cerebral Palsy is the unfortunate bane of this person's life, and communication is slow, often a simple sentence can take 10+min.

Limited movement in their limbs means they cannot eat, write or simply wipe their own arse. And has been like this for the last 30+ years.

They have overcome the shitty side of their affliction by having a sense of humour, a laugh that will have you smiling bigger and wider than anything you will ever experience.

And mischievous to boot. Anyone who has had their foot run over by a powered mobility chair know that they are very, VERY heavy. Oh, and rather quiet.

Sometimes people moan about having nothing more than a common cold, or having a bad back. I used to do this. After working for a good few months now with this individual who has overcome a possible lifetime of living in a care home only to growl and tell social services et al to bugger off to living in their own place, having their own say and take on what they do on a day to day basis makes me think that this person, a human being, has overcome more adversity than I can care to imagine.

I'm cooking them Christmas dinner on Christmas Day.
Nom Nom.
( Tesco Quality 60.825659, -0.788337, Wed 19 Dec 2012, 23:47, 11 replies)

but could he beat Brayndedd at chess?
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 1:18, closed)

The
"making text bigger" that Shambo did on the screenshots he had taken in that thread were a little bit weird and creepy.
Even for Shambo.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 20 Dec 2012, 3:25, closed)

Yeh, that was pretty bizarre

( Michael Ellis contributes nothing, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 8:37, closed)

looked a bit serial-killer-y to me.
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 11:06, closed)

I worked with a young fella with mild CP
he was 1 of the blokes living here.
Kookiest person I had ever met. Ever. He was known as [Insert Name Here] the Drongo - if there was going to be someone goofing about, he was it.
When I left the organisation that ran his group home I applied to be his advocate (he was still under 18, his only familial contact was his gran - who wasn't getting younger) with his gran's blessing (she was still his legal guardian then).
They refused me due to the fact that having been an employee I might be biased towards the client. They even refused me access to his house to see him, despite the other staff's & his grandmothers wishes. I have my eyes and ears there - he's doing fine.

Had his first beer with him, he came home with me for a couple of pubic holidays - getting "drunk" on the (non alcoholic) Brandy Butter was good value.
Drongo is a good bloke & for the 6 odd years I knew him I am proud to see him having grown up into such an upstanding young fella.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 20 Dec 2012, 3:54, closed)

You are Janet Ellis AICMshoeinthesea

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 8:19, closed)

I initially read that as "I'm cooking them for Christmas dinner. nom nom"
Harsh
( DinivanX Has stinging piss after drinking Pact Coffee, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 11:27, closed)

All that sitting around, keeps the flesh sweet.
Excellent marbling.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 12:03, closed)

Was gonna go for a Posh Nosh ref.
But it might be inappropriate.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 20 Dec 2012, 12:10, closed)