A white Mazda camper van with the tailgate open and a large awning attached. In the foreground is the top of an extremely muddy golden retriever's head with his tongue hanging out.

Van life: Can this blind petrol head really be happy in the slow lane?

If someone had told me 6 months ago that I would be sat outside my 20+ year-old camper van at 8 o’clock on a rainy Sunday morning in early Spring looking out at the Brecon Beacons. I’d have laughed in their face. But, here I am, pen in hand, legs wrapped in a blanket and …

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Letting the (brick) dust settle – Part 3: Opening up to nature

This week was an exciting one in the ongoing kitchen renovations as it came with the installation of one of the key components – bifold windows. The importance of this is twofold. Firstly, it demonstrates how big and bright the space will be and, secondly, it creates that direct link between the inside and outside …

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The sun reflecting off the open sea between Nine Wells and Solva, Penbrokeshire. The cloudless sky is bright blue and the sea is still, the sun is making a channel, reflecting off the water, in towards the coastline, breaking only around scatter rocks just off the shoreline which curves around in the distance on the right-hand side of the image

The bitterest pill – How one blind bloke is coming to accept his limitations

It’s a bittersweet time as I sit at the dining table of our holiday rental in a secluded area of the South Wales coastline, not far from the city of St. David’s. It’s Easter Sunday and we’ve just got back from a very wet and windy walk around the headland. The reason we’ve come to …

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Chris, a white man in his forties with a greying beard is stood, wearing a tweed flat cap, wraparound sunglasses, green jacket and blue jeans holding a long white cane. he is stood on a viewing platform next to The Iron Bridge at Ironbridge, Shropshire.

The latest member of the Severely Sight Impaired Club

The last of the old articles and a huge milestone for me. Things are continuing to change which is an ongoing adjustment with using new accessibility tools and finding ways to adapt to different environments. First posted: 6 January 2022 Once more, I’m sat with pen in hand on a train, this time waiting at …

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Chris is stood, leaning against a railing with Cardiff Bay behind and the sun low in the sky.

From denial to acceptance: Coming to terms with disability

Originally posted in early December only a few weeks before discovering I was Severely Sight Impaired, this article discussed the various stages of grief that we go through after a traumatic event such as discovering you are losing your vision. Quick update - As my vision continues to deteriorate I am constantly readjusting and resetting …

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A brown series 2 Jaguar E-Type on a car lift above a white Jaguar Mark 2

Cracked leather and straight sixes, a boyhood dream

Originally written during a summer holiday, this is one of my favourite pieces talking about the impact of being told I no longer had the vision to be able to drive First published: 23 August 2021 It’s a sunny Sunday evening in mid-summer and I’m sat with my brother-in-law outside the village pub just down …

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