I never realised I was capable of almost emptying an entire cafe, but that’s just what happened today. I was out on one of my longer trundles in Bexleyheath. It had taken a while to get there, it was spitting, and I was getting hungry. I think I’ve mentioned here before that, usually for lunch, I buy a couple of pre-made wraps from Tesco, which I then take home to eat. Today, though, hungry as I was, I decided to pop into a cafe I was passing and try a wrap from there.

It was going well at first: using my Ipad I told the staff what I wanted before selecting a table and getting out of my powerchair. My lunch was soon brought to me, and looked quite delicious on its plate. The problem came when I tried to pick it up. Tesco wraps are nice and compact, holding together enough for me to lift easily into my mouth. This wrap, however was warm and floppy, falling apart as soon as I touched it.

I spent the next few minutes trying to eat as much as I could without dropping any on the floor. Needless to say, the sight must have been quite unseemly, as pretty soon I noticed my fellow customers around me starting to leave the cafe one by one. By the time I was trying to scrape the last remains of my lunch off the plate with my fingers, the cafe was almost empty. But then, I don’t think I should make any apology: at the end of the day I was hungry, and have as much right to eat what I want, where I want, as anyone else. If other people can’t stand the sight of me eating a spot of much needed lunch, it’s their problem, not mine.