Speech Recognition – A first for me

This is the first blog that I am writing using speech recognition so this could be interesting to see what comes out. I have never used speech recognition before however with the pain I suffer regularly I am finding it increasingly difficult to compose my blogs and keep everything that I like to do up to date.
As part of the work I have been volunteering to do with Wymondham Access Group we have in our first year achieved a number of things, one of which is being given charity status and this enables us to access a number of tools via Google one of which is this speech recognition. I have written this blog using speech recognition in under 3 minutes this for me is amazing, I have not had to use my arms, I am sat back with my head, neck, shoulders and back all supported in my large custom reclinable chair. It is phenomenal for me that I have been able to do this and I hope over time I will get more used to using this tool and I will be able to write more blogs. It has been strange and it feels weird to be sat here in my house I’m not going to lie talking to myself, however I think everybody who knows me thinks I’m a little bit crazy anyway so I guess anybody listening in will not think this is peculiar.

I am now going to check through this blog and see how accurate the speech recognition has been whether I need to change a great deal of spelling and punctuation and I am hoping that the use of speech recognition within Google Docs will really help me moving forward not only personally with my blogs but with the volunteer work that I do with Wymondham Access Group. It has been a great privilege being the chair over the first year and I look forward to continuing in this role over the coming 12 months.
Having checked through the first blog I realise that the punctuation will only be in if I remember to say . , : excetera which funnily speech recognition cannot determine when a sentence has come to an end. Note to self next time you’re writing try and improve on this. There were only 2 spelling mistakes and these were on words that I think were misheard so for me it has been a productive way of writing a blog. I do however need to learn how to go back and correct words that I have already said and I need to make sure I know what I want to say so that I do not make sounds like um, err, hmmm, other than that I think this been a successful first attempt. Anyway I hope you enjoyed reading the first blog  as much as I have done speaking it, I know it doesn’t say a great deal however the smile I have on my face is huge, it has been without a doubt my favourite blog in many many months.

Pre-Election blues

I know where my X will be going in the upcoming county election, I know this will come as a surprise to many of you but this has been decided based on my own morals, impressions of the candidates, locally how they care about hometown and who I trust to deliver,  or try to deliver their promises even when this means going against their party leadership. 

For the general election my decision will be based on their parties records, their manifestos (once released) and my own individual research, these may be different parties in the May county and June national elections. This research does not include the plethora of biased news stories and memes doing the rounds. I say biased because the press is left or right wing and therefore interprets “news” and “statistics” to suit their own needs and not necessarily the truth. 

I respect all my family and friends and know there will be different opinions among us and you will be sharing things over the coming weeks. I ask you all please respect my request to keep my social media free from such posts, please do not tag me in them or share them to my timeline and I will reciprocate this. I say this because I see too many arguments that stem from politics and I know families who still are divided over the EU referendum. I do not want fall out over these elections with anyone. Politics like religion seems to divide people and cloud judgement so that all respect and understanding of others goes out the window. It’s as if people forget that there is more than one way to achieve the same results and I want to keep an open mind and friendships. 

The train to nowhere…..

All aboard should have been the delightful shout heard today, however the more accurate shout would have been “all aboard, except the gentleman in his mobility scooter and his daughter”. Not such a welcoming call. You see, very rarely my wife has a quieter day and work, and is able to take a lunch break. Today was one of those days so she messaged me and said did I fancy meeting her for lunch with our LG after nursery. Since she will be starting full time school in September I thought this was a lovely idea. The only issue was how would we get there?

Yes I have an adapted vehicle and can drive, but some days I know my pain levels are such that my mind and reaction times are affected enough so as to not want to get behind the wheel. Other days driving alone (without someone else who can take over from me should I need it) having taken my medication is not a good idea, so again I have to be sensible and not drive. It is one aspect of independence that cannot be changed as my safety and those of other road users is always paramount in my mind before taking any journey and this is easily accepted. I have firsthand experience of how life can change suddenly, in an instance at the hand or rather car of others and I would never knowingly put anyone else at risk of this myself. It is perhaps why disabled people are so desperate for the improvements to be made to public transport to enable them to still go about independent lives. However we can not rely on public transport.

Today to get to my wife for lunch it was either bus journey’s close to 2 hours meaning we would miss lunch or an 11 minute train journey, with two slight snags, firstly I needed to get on the train on my mobility scooter and secondly I needed to get back to Wymondham via a train also on said mobility scooter. This is the frustration of being disabled and public transport. Firstly everything has to be planned the nth degree meaning spontaneous lunches very, very, very rarely happen. Why? Well in order to catch the said train I had to call the train lines disability services, very polite and very helpful, although despite several back and forth conversations it took over 10 minutes to get confirmation of what I said initially, which was that my scooter is acceptable to be transported on a train. The only downside of this was that because I had not given 24-48 hours notice there was no guarantee that there would be people on the train in Wymondham available to get me on, off in Norwich and the return journey that would have to be via Attleborough as there is no access to platform 2 in Wymondham.

It is perhaps not so much a case of being on a train to nowhere and more a case of being unable to get on a train anywhere. This isn’t a grumble at the services which are provided as when they are booked they generally work well. It is more a frustrated plea that people will think beyond what they can do on a whim and more a case of asking you all to put yourself in someone else’s shoes and start to question what it is disabled people are asking for. To some it is expensive, money wasted, not a necessity and any number of other excuses I hear, to disabled people it is our lives. No last minute trips locally, last minute holiday deals not a chance, simple cinema trips require phone calls and whilst there are improvements being made these are not always done with a full understanding. I ask you all to engage with people, speak to people and see what it is people really need, and what would be an added bonus. There are many stories of people stranded on tarmac, soiling themselves on trains and so on, these are not norm but they do occur even when every effort has been made to book assistance. No imagine your boss calls you in for a last minute meeting, or asks you to travel to a conference in place of someone who is sick, or simply your wife wants to meet you for a surprise lunch and never being able to achieve those things. Would be frustrating wouldn’t it?

Numbers in the world

This was the brief we had for our LG’s home learning the other weekend. Being 4 she doesn’t have compulsory homework, just topics of study that we can expand on at home. Her number recognition is improving dramatically but most of all having regular things to talk about is helping her to see the world. 

We decided to do this piece of work that we would go for a walk around the block. We got my scooter out and went for a walk. No more than about a mile I would say. We looked at numbers on lampposts, houses, business signs and so on. We spoke about the 20 and 30 mph signs and what they mean. 

What should have been a really fun hour for my LG and me, unfortunately became a frustrating trip out. It was Sunday so the roads were relatively quiet and there was no school traffic. You’d think this would have made the trip pleasant. Unfortunately we spent much of it doubling back on ourselves and walking in the road due to inconsiderate parking and dog poo. When you are meant to be looking at the world around you and the numbers everywhere it is tricky when you are staring at the pavement dodging poo or in the road carefully holding hands making sure a 4year old is safe as people had parked blocking the pavement. 

It is perhaps telling that the number of pavement obstructions in the short walk was 26. Cars parked so you could not pass them on the pavement and dropped kerbs blocked were the biggest issues. It’s funny we all take our dropped kerb for access for granted. We sometimes forget that this also allows others a place to cross. Without them wheelchairs, mobility scooters and pushchairs cannot cross the road. We’ve all been guilty of saying to guests just block us in when you get here, but when you think about it this creates huge issues for others. I guess we all just need to think of others a bit more. I know I do when I park now and my friends and family do the same. Little by little change is happening. 

My disability does not need sympathy  

I say this having recently read what I considered to be a very offensive post on social media. The post itself was bad enough but the comments that followed it were unbelievable. 

The post read along the lines of “whilst I have great sympathy with you and whatever your disability is being in a wheelchair doesn’t mean you can let your dog foul (I’ve toned it down) on the footpath and not clear it up, if you can’t clear it up you shouldn’t have a dog” Then there was a link and photo to an extending pooper scooper type device available  from a national store. 

This post caught my eye for a number of reasons. 

  1. As a disabled person I do not want sympathy, and nor do any other disabled people I know, we want respect, understanding and to simply be treated fairly. 
  2. So being treated fairly and equality does rightly mean disabled people are not exempt from cleaning up after their dogs so why did this annoy me so much. Well there are many other posts about people letting their dogs foul and not clean it up. Not once have I seen a link to a pooper scooper or dog bag, not once have I read I have sympathy for the able bodied ‘lazy’ person who….. 
  3. Comments made read this is why disabled people shouldn’t have pets or children. I kid you not (pun intended) a story that started about a man not clearing up dog poo got to this. One person claimed more than 50% of dog poo comes from guide dogs as their owners can’t see to clear it up. 

    Usually I wade into these type of arguments trying to educate about disability and empathy and understanding,  but I just found myself saddened that 73.7% (yes I did the maths) of the comments were derogatory, insulting and offensive not about the poo being left behind but about disabled people and disability. When did we become a nation who, not even knowing the facts can and do abuse people with disabilities so openly. There are many ‘working’ dogs that help people with a range of disabilities and they all have to have a lot of training, certain sized areas at home in which to exercise and a number of other checks in place to ensure the placement is correct. 

    If we move away from working dogs, what about someone like me, I was happily going along healthy, exercising enjoying life when another person takes me out in a car and changes my life forever. Are people saying, at that point when the doctor says oh by the way you’ll be in a wheelchair, or we had to amputate, or you’ve lost your sight or hearing and so on, that they should finish the sentence by saying we’ve called the police and rspca so your children and pets can be removed too! 

    Get real people, a disability isn’t something people want sympathy over, nor is it a barrier that should prevent people from leading a happy and fulfilling life. The barriers themselves are physical things put in by others, stairs, high kerbs, steps in to houses/shops, narrow door ways, dog parks/exercise areas that are inaccessible and such like. We are all human, he may have run out of bags, he may simply be among the small % of bad dog owners who don’t pick up after their dogs. 

    I do know however as a disabled parent with two children I am immensely proud of that I do not want society’s sympathy I want its action to make the world accessible to all, for people to care for all and most of all instead of slamming people on social media all the time get out in the world and talk to people, help those who ask for it and live your life educating yourself by speaking to people who are different to you as we are all UNIQUE