A lonely man
It is raining here in Bristol, but that makes no difference to me. I will be going out soon, come wind, rain, sleet or snow I am told to stay away from my stepson – I am not the troublemaker – that means if he’s in, which he is most days I have to be out of the house.
I’ll find somewhere dry to work in and leave the family in peace.
Once I am in my wheelchair, I don't know how long I will be able to keep leaving the house to escape from my stepson