The Road To

Peter Plumb became a wheelchair user at the age of 10. A tragic accident, an RTA in officialese. That's what they wrote on his hospital records. He was the passenger, mum and dad in the front seats had died in the ensuing fire. A passing driver had pulled Peter clear. Peter remembered nothing of this. When he came around from the induced coma a couple of weeks later his life had changed.

 

After several further weeks of recovery Peter started to notice the differences. Small at first, he realised that somethings he had previously found difficult were now easy. Well, initially at least, easier. When he returned to school, he suddenly found that subjects that were previously baffling had become straightforward, subjects that he already had a grasp of became staggeringly simple. 

 

Despite his wheelchair complications within two years, he had been moved to a specialist school and within another year he had started a degree in Mathematics and Philosophy and then moved almost seamlessly onto his PhD.

 

Now at the age of almost 19 he sat in his own office, a new office, with PP Philosophical Investigations etched boldly into the door glass. He waits his first client. It has been a long quiet morning and now as he is tucking into a rich bowl of sardine salad, into the office walks a woman. A young woman of indeterminant origins, and without preamble asks in an accented voice, "Of course, you do investigate road traffic accidents?"