Blog of Dr Darryl Sellwood

Provocative, disruptive and sometimes subversive — inventor of the Bummunicator!

Category: Journal

  • The Fight for What’s Right: A Reflection on Disability and Advocacy

    One evening, I found myself in a thought-provoking conversation with some friends around my kitchen table. As we sipped our drinks and chatted about life’s various aspects, the topic of personal achievement came up. I shared that I’ve had to fight for everything I’ve received in life, a statement that sparked an unexpected response from…

  • Building Independence: A Philanthropic Opportunity to Fund Innovative SDA Housing in Adelaide

    My name is Dr Darryl Sellwood. As you will see from my photo, I have cerebral palsy and I use an electric wheelchair to get around. I also have communication disability and use a variety of different tools to make myself understood. You can learn more about me in my biography on this website. What…

  • NDIS Changes: A Mixed Bag of Clarity and Confusion

    The recent significant changes to the National Disability Insurance Scheme (NDIS) that took effect last Thursday have left many participants and service providers grappling with the implications for disability supports. While the introduction of two lists detailing accepted and rejected NDIS supports aims to provide clarity, a closer examination reveals some concerning ambiguities. Ambiguity within…

  • My technological writing Journey

    My Writing Journey Writing has become much easier for me over the years. It seems that every decade, technological advancements have improved my ability to produce written work. As a boy in the 1970s, I used an electronic typewriter with a metal plate key guard. This key guard had holes for each key, allowing me…

  • The Integral Role of Support Workers in My Life

    For the past two years, I’ve been diligently writing in my journal almost every day. One of the most frequent topics I find myself writing about is the support workers who are an essential part of my daily routine. Living alone with my dog, Ziva, I rely on support workers who visit four times a…