The Court expérience was uncomfortable, obviously. I felt the judge’s ‘ sympathy’ was with one side rather than the other. The legal standpoint is quite clear – as the ‘ conditions’ were decreed by the last Judge in 2019.
So one of us is right here, and the other one isn’t.

There’s now a further court date in January.
Whoopie – more legal costs to prove what’s already obvious.

So the Court stress was followed by the usual flight stress ( to Portugal the next day )

The bits I’m in charge of are fine. Getting to the train station, pre booking the train ramp assistance ( tho at Brentford station the Guard had no idea I had booked assistance ) Train to airport terminal, baggage check in etc.

The bits not organised by me are the problem. The main issue is the ABSOLUTELY INEPT assistance team in Gatwick.
Why the assistance team can’t actually assist, rather than make it all a torrid experience is odd. The employment culture in the UK is ridiculous. Because it’s illegal to discriminate, we end up with staff who are completely unfit for purpose in the role.
What does a disabled bloke of 14 and a half stone need for transfers from seat to seat? Errrr people who are strong enough to actually do that, maybe? Nope, the staff are ‘ ooh I don’t want to end up with a bad back so I’m not going to assist you ‘.
Right, so what do we do then?
As soon as I show AMY signs of frustration… it’s ‘ there’s no need to be rude!’

I’m in a completely no win situation. They won’t help me and then it’s me that’s in the wrong for asking how that can possibly bloody be ?!
At one point there were 7 people, five men and 2 women. One lady was Gina, who was the oldest of the seven. The other lady was a small female.

Who did the actual lifting? The 2 ladies. I told the blokes they should be ashamed of themselves. Their reaction? Defiance. 🤷🤦‍♂️

I went by road to my place. It’s 8 miles by Triride. Dangerous on the N125 – I think it’s a motorway.
Anyway I do what I need to.

The weather is nice!