There's no fucking food for lunch

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  • decides2dream
    decides2dream Posts: 14,975
    I'm staying with my parents for a few weeks. If I was at my normal house I would have a regular routine of internet shopping. Being in a wheelchair, plastic bags are an unnecessary impracticality for me. And being here, there's no point in spending 10 pounds for a taxi into town and back again, just to buy lunch.

    Just a thought. :)


    there's no other way to carry groceries than a plastic bag? i see people in wheelchairs hang bags all over their chairs and shop. and, if you are there for a few weeks, to me, it would make sense for you to drop 10 quid, go shop, stock up on some food to have for yourself - not just lunch today. just imo.
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    I am myself like you somehow


  • there's no other way to carry groceries than a plastic bag? i see people in wheelchairs hang bags all over their chairs and shop. and, if you are there for a few weeks, to me, it would make sense for you to drop 10 quid, go shop, stock up on some food to have for yourself - not just lunch today. just imo.

    Mum.. is that you?

    :p
    'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'

    - the great Sir Leo Harrison
  • decides2dream
    decides2dream Posts: 14,975
    Mum.. is that you?

    :p


    just offering possibly 'solutions' to your dilemma...if that makes me sound like your mum, well then she must be a wise woman too. ;)
    Stay with me...
    Let's just breathe...


    I am myself like you somehow


  • just offering possibly 'solutions' to your dilemma...if that makes me sound like your mum, well then she must be a wise woman too. ;)

    'Course my other issue is that my wheelchair has no handlebars... hence I can't hang bags on it at all.
    'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'

    - the great Sir Leo Harrison