This day can only get better.
We met the vicious and bitter blind woman and her carer on our walk. The guide dog conversation was about the same as it was last time – request by us “Please call your dog” was followed by haranguing and ugliness and a threat to report me to the police. I would assume I am being politically incorrect by asking a poor blind woman with a seeing carer, to call her dog to heel when it is sniffing my dog’s bottom. The terrors of the towpath – I’m screechless
I’m not exceptionally sympathetic to disabled people who cry “victim”and my qualifications are that I have been disabled for half of my life – and never a “victim”. Don’t do “victim”. Pointless!
Then, the irritation flowered when, on returning home, finding my computer would absolutely not connect to the internet to download the PDF on Regulations for Guide Dogs.
Or finish my viewing of Paul Joseph Watson venting about the truth of popular music…from whence my irritation might possible have started….