I made quite a discovery coming home from my trundle this afternoon: There is, in fact, something which irritates me even more than prams taking up the wheelchair space on busses. That’s annoying enough, but I can just about live with it. However, I came across something even more perverse today. Coming home from Woolwich, I was unable to get on a bus because the wheelchair space was already occupied by a wheelchair, but nobody was sat in it! An empty manual wheelchair was in the zarking space. It could easily have been folded and I could have got on, but instead the driver just closed the door and drove away. Needless to say I was furious. It seemed so shortsighted and inconsiderate. I don’t know where the owner of the wheelchair was, or whether they were even on the bus. All I could do was sit at the bus stop and wait for the next one, instantly resolving to note what had just happened in a blog entry.