86 operations but Taylor is still smiling
Reaching forwards as far as he could, my son, Taylor, six, popped a 2p piece in the arcade coin pusher. ‘Look, Mum, they’re ready to drop,’ he grinned, staring through the glass in anticipation, his face lighting up at the tinkle of coins dropping from the machine. The arcades are his favourite part of our trips to Mablethorpe seaside on the Lincolnshire coast, and he’s always on the go with a wide cheeky grin on his face.
Yet, while he’s a typical little boy who loves toy cars and football, it’s also clear to any onlookers that he’s very different, too. With both legs missing from the knee down and just the palms of
