Taxi banter Not for the first time in my life, I had a chatty taxi driver this week. And not for the first time, the bloke was nice enough and curious about my disability – though in this case only using it as an intro to be able to talk about his arthritis. I don’t mind, honestly. We all have our challenges. And pain, or worse constant pain, always weighs heavy. And neither do I mind not talking MS. Am happy to explain, happy to put misconceptions wrong, happy above all to laugh at my condition and my frequent mishaps and adventures. But equally happy, nay happier, to listen and talk about other stuff! And not for the last time, […]