‘The Undateables’ – dreadful name but a great programme .
Did you watch it last night ? All of the three people who registered with the various agencies were amazing and loveable and should have a partner .But the one who really resonated with me was Mary . She was a feisty, funny ,articulate,beautiful young London woman with Achondraplasia .In so many ways she reminded me of Jane .She was very witty and expressive ,using her hands to add to her vibrant speech .Until that wretched,horrible,cruel ,Syringomyelia ,took it’s toll on Jane’s body ,she used her hands a lot and right up until she died , was one of the few people who could really make me belly-laugh …we only had to look at each other to go hysterical. Anyway , apart from the fact Mary played for ‘ The Female Dwarfs Football Team’ , I think Jane would have admired her spirit, determination and lust for life . It broke my heart when talking about finding a partner she said “When you are a little person, it feels like you are asking for more. But you are not – you’re just asking for the same as an average height person ” .Too bloody right – why does our society only feel it is the normal/attractive /successful person who gets the boy/girl .We all have the right to love and be-loved.
Mother had a photo she kept on her wall of the five of us – Mum,Dad,Richard,Jane and I .There weren’t many photos of us all together .I guess it’s probably because Richard is 9 years older than me , so by the age of 10 ( me not him !) ,he had left home .Anyway the photo that Ma treasured was the 5 of us at Land’s End .You know the type – the one with a signpost in the background – Land’s End to Norbury 297miles. I look at that photo and it makes me smile as I was oblivious to how odd we might have looked as a family .Mum and Dad around 5’9″, Richard -6’5″ish and Jane 3’11″( she swore she was 4′ ,but The National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, said otherwise ) tall .All I remember was being pissed off as Jane had the nicer of the two hand-knitted poodle design jumpers ,and Richard had lost my beach-ball !