I hea you. BF's block of flats where I lived on & off for about 8 months 2018-2019 & then just before Covid Lockdown is opposite I primary school. I was ment to be getting picked up for work each day by one of our tech guys in our installation van. Think van a bit bigger than Transit that can carry 10 foot long installation ducts for computers, media, presentation stages for venues etc.
He couldn't get near BF's place unless he showed up around 7.10am. Two bus stops - one directly outside bf's back door & patio fence & other stop on other side 200 foot down added to chaos & mayhem.
My firms premises are tucked away on industrial estate practically in countryside on outskirts of south greater London. From BFs that's a three bus journey through two packed towns with nightmare road layouts. So two main buses, an then tiny hoppa bus to get to work for me. Easily two hours. Bad day three plus leaving at 5.45am when first bus showed up.
So bus was impractical. Van guy couldn't even get near on main road sometimes in morning as red route, turning off meant you couldn't get back on due to congestion when I got onboard etc.
Boyfriend is partly disabled - uses a stick - is a very odd long torso short legs shape & has sensory issues. He has never been able to drive - even a go-cart or petrol scooter properly and would never get a licence for public road travel. After his various operations in 2000s for unusual heart, weird internal anatomy set up & correction of congenital abnormalities on both shoulders, right pelvis & right femur he was offered a car via a charity despite this.
No. As apart from all above issues, behind his block were a rat run of estate roads & parking spots that filled up for 4 hours each day with parents parking in road, leaving vehicle to block said roads when popping across road to collect kids. He'd be trapped unless it was after 5-6pm. His sister dropped off some medical supplies to him one day before attempting to collect her youngest at school mile and half away as crow flies. So about 2.40pm ... big mistake. Trapped for almost an hour. Her BFF had to collect her son. Being a bossy but good Karen type - think blonde Hermione Granger on steroids - she was on the phone to the school opposite, estate housing association, local council and BF's support group etc. She spent that 40 minutes while inconsiderate parents cleared out in their SUVs ... even her tiny Fiat couldn't escape!
He was permanently signed off in 2010 at 34 so it didn't matter. Even mobility scooter was impractical due to kerb parking. He avoids school and rush hour travel when he can as he can limp to bus stop outside his. Appointments at school chuck out time means he has to leave an hours early & stuck in waiting rooms to ensure he's always o time. So long he's got his phones or a book to read he's fine.
The rare 11am doctors appointment in central London means serious planning and BF getting up around FOUR AM to travel straight line thirteen miles etc, on public transport etc. One closed bus stop or tube difficulties Circle Line unexpectedly closing while he was travelling ... all this is out the window.
It has been better since lockdown, said school shouting at parents, house estate association cracking down on cars not meant to be in side roads etc. Parents should pick kids up on foot and get (packed) to where cars are parked etc. The boys grammar school next bus stop down the road doesn't help, but at least they have teachers on either side of road to filter kids onto said buses. Lads always help BF on at his stops, get him to handicapped space etc - so at least that's something.
Apologies for ramble. I'm at boyfriends now working online. Zoom call from American east coast has been due to start 75 minutes ago but they are taking their sweet bloody time over it & it's hyping up my anxieties no end. New meds started last week have not been helping at all.
I feel for you and hope evil lite hyper inconsiderate parking Penelopes get their wheels nicked and giant car loaded onto a lorry for impounding kama 😅