I am in danger of becoming an (even grumpier) old man. But not just yet.

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I was born in Glasgow. I've made my way to Canberra in Australia which is -- to be honest -- something of a surprise. 

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Thirty-plus years ago I broke my neck in a couple of places, swimming off Portobello beach not far from Edinburgh (the city to which my heart belongs). There was an event I never saw coming. But what can one say? Shit happens.

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So what's all this about then?

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Bits of me and my story, prompted by suggestions by friends and fellow activists that I document my experiences of joining Australia's National Disability Insurance Scheme.

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Already, I have a sense it's going to be something more than that. Typical really. No damn discipline.

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14 March 2018 (Day 1)

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