Close your eyes and pick up your phone then try to do something simple like open your messages and very quickly you will come a cropper as you stab aimlessly on the screen and, if you do actually find the app you want, you probably won’t know because there won’t be any audible cues. Now, …
I’m sat dozing in the back of a taxi, heading home after a late work event. Chester is laid on the floor next to me in the back of the comfortable MPV, exhausted after such a busy day. As we head on into the night my eyes flicker open and I attempt to gather my …
Continue reading Musings from a Blind Man: A late-night taxi ride home
What a week, after starting it with the hottest temperatures on record, I had the unenviable task of heading north for work. Whilst my colleagues all flew, I opted to catch the train because, although slower, having the choice between travelling by train or air with a visual impairment, I always opt to stay as …
Recently I’ve been spending an extraordinary amount of time sat in railway waiting rooms and the usual way to pass this time is no different to anybody else - staring at my phone, browsing Facebook or Twitter, playing some random game, or simply doing a bit of online shopping. The difference is that I use …
Earlier today I was in London for a series of meetings. I came out of the station near St Paul's to walk the few hundred metres to my first meeting at The Bank of England. Stopping at a crossing, a fellow commuter let me know all was clear and then made me aware of some …
Continue reading Looking beyond vision and breaking down barriers to employment
Blind Man with a Backpack 