You’d think it was a fairly easy concept to grasp, that wheelchair users might want to, oh I dunno, fit into the disabled bathroom provided for them, so it kinda defeats the purpose when places decide their new accessible bathroom would look great as a storage room. Perhaps it is the size, that puts them off? The sudden realisation that gosh, this is so much larger than our regular toilet, perhaps we can do something with all the extra space..

The folks in Ponsonby Road’s Starbucks know me quite well these days. Not because I’m buying oodles of their sugar-laden cocktails, but because I’m a regular consumer of their fantastic disabled bathroom. Why would I go to Starbucks just to use their bathroom, you ask? Well, it’s because I love Cezanne, which is directly across the road. Only problem is, the place itself is about as accessible as soft sandy beaches. Bless them, they are still hanging on to the

I got dragged along to the Auckland museum the other day. I didn’t expect much, and I got a whole lot less. I think you can catch the funky new green Link bus from town across Grafton Bridge but, being the little troopers we are, we walked. Walking past the hospital is never much fun, considering the not-so-fond memories I – and I’m sure many of you – have of that gloriously sterile building, but on we strode to the