At the end of last week I had my wheelchair tweaked. After persistent problems with wheels falling off and poor manoeuvrability I took it to the wheelchair clinic to be looked at. William the wheelchair wizard took it away for a couple of hours and brought it back a reformed character.
Sophie described it best, ‘Wow! Now it behaves like a wheelchair rather than a stroppy adolescent.’ She went on, ‘I used to live in fear of upsetting it. Some days you only had to look at it and it’d lurch about, angrily slamming doors.’
She’s right – it has been transformed. It’s now co-operative, helpful and reliable.
William’s clinic is obviously some sort of finishing school for mobility aids.