By Jody Mcintyre

When I was born in East Dulwich hospital, the doctors told my parents I would never walk, and probably wouldn’t talk.

After proving them wrong, and eighteen wasted years of education, I decided to go and see the world, and travelled around South America for three months on my own. While I was out there, Israel committed a massacre in Gaza, and planted the seeds of revolution in my mind. The rest, as they say, is history.

I’ve been blogging about my experiences for a couple of years now, and I’m very delighted to be able to share them with Ceasefire readers.

[The complete ‘Life on wheels’ archive is available at http://jodymcintyre.wordpress.com]