Flintshire Disability Forum
Fforwm Anabledd Sir y Fflint
Ty'r Binwydden Clayton Road Mold
Flintshire Wales CH7 1ST
01352 755546
These archive pages tells the story of the development of a forum for people with physical disabilities and sensory impairments in the county of Flintshire, North Wales. This site is no longer updated.
For reports on how we started see our Archives
Minutes are available as Word files of:
29th May 2001
Forum Meeting
June 2001 Annual General Meeting
July 31st 2001 Forum Meeting
25th September 2001 Forum Meeting
30th October 2001 Forum Meeting
27th November 2001 Forum Meeting
29th January 2002 Meeting
26th March 2002 Meeting
These are poems by Flintshire Disability Forum member Michael W. Williams from Connah's Quay:
Does He Take Sugar?
Does he take sugar in his tea?'
'Hello! Why not ask me?
I might have a disability
but to answer for myself, I still have the ability
Just because I'm in a wheelchair!'
'It's not that people don't care
That much I know
but it's a problem wherever I go'.
'Just 'cos I'm not stood up like you
does not mean there is very little for myself that I can do'.
'Some people think we're sick
and others, probably a little thick'.
'Well, how many 'O' Levels have you got?
As many as me I'll bet not!
I also have a university honours degree!
A brainy sod that's me
To my mum people will say: 'Is this your son?
Tell me how's he getting on?'
Mum's reply is: 'Well he's certainly not dim,
so, why don't you ask him?'
So, What has Michael Been Up To?
Well, whilst on Operation Raleigh
I suffered a near-fatal head injury!
I tumbled down a scree slope;
but did that finish me off? Nope!
I took hold of my life with both hands and would not be killed,
as many more adventurous gaps had yet to be filled!
I was air-lifted to hospital in Panama,
where I lay in a coma.
In Chester hospital I eventually came 'round!
"He'll never make another sound,"
so the doctors all said.
"In fact, he's very lucky he's not dead!"
My mum was told: "Never again will he walk,
nor even talk!"
Mum would not accept this,
even thoough part of my life I had to miss!
Things to do I still had a lot
and to admit defeat I certainly would not!
I now wobble about on an elbow crutch,
which may not sound like very much,
but it hurts like hell
when apart from paralysis I am very well!