NHS Changing Places Template

According to Government figures, fewer than 40 hospitals in England have a registered Changing Place facility. The reality of this situation is that disabled children, teenagers and adults have no safe toilet to use when attending hospital appointments or when visiting friends and family in hospitals.

Disabled people, and their carers, are being put at risk, due to manual moving and handling techniques being used without appropriate equipment. Disabled people are being put at risk of pressure ulcers due to being sat in soiled pads for prolonged periods of time. All of this while in a hospital setting, in outpatient departments, clinic departments and for anyone just wanting to visit their loved ones.

The Department of Health in England have made available 2 million pounds to provide Changing Places toilets in acute hospital settings. Hospital Trusts do need to apply.

Below is a template to use, in order to request that your local hospital provides a Changing Places toilet facility. Please feel free to copy and paste, but please do add in what your personal experiences have been, as it proves the case as to why these facilities are so desperately needed. You will need to send it to the complaints (PALS) department at your hospital trust.

Thank you, good luck!


Dear Sir/Madam
When I/we attend hospital appointments or visit family and friends on your wards, I/we have a problem because there is no suitable toilet facility to use. I/We require a Changing Place toilet facility, which has an adult changing bench, hoist and loo.

In the past I/we have had to [ insert your own experience here ]

Recently, the Government made funding available specifically to provide Changing Places toilet facilities in acute NHS hospitals in England. You can find the application pack here.


Please apply and provide a toilet facility that means that disabled people can  have their toileting needs met in a safe, timely, dignified and humane manner.

Yours faithfully

A Day At York Railway Museum

My family walking & wheeling past the Atlantic Coast Express train

T is transport mad. Trains, planes, automobiles, these are the things that make his world a happy place. So when he asked to go to York Railway Museum, and the weather was looking decidedly dodgy as Storm Gareth was still in full swing, we jumped at the opportunity. We visit this place at least once a year anyway, and will hopefully continue to do so in future years..

On arrival we were able to park in the disabled parking bays right next to the main entrance.  We made our way in and were given a timetable of events. Entry is free. Our first port of call was to see the train turntable being demonstrated. T loves this, to the extent that when we brought him here to see Tim Peakes spacecraft a year or so back, he had a bit of a wobble as he couldn’t watch a train being turned in a circle, as the spacecraft was there in it’s place… It is an impressive bit of kit, worth the watch. This was in the Great Hall, where all the huge engines are kept including T’s favourite The Mallard, the fastest ever steam train. Also in this area there is ramped wheelchair access into the Bullet Train, an accessible viewpoint of a model railway, and what looks to be a new lift into the ambulance train exhibit.

We spent our time today though flitting between the Great Hall and the Station Hall. This was a slight pain as to get between both you have to go through an underpass which means 2 lifts within a very short distance of each other. I did notice that they have signs stating that they are raising funds to get rid of this underpass area altogether. Wheelchair access around the Halls is good.

We had dinner at the restaurant in the station hall. T had a picnic lunch, we fed E her own meal and myself and Col had food from the menu which was rather nice. There was wheelchair priority seating in this area, it was full on both occasions we used it (I didn’t see any of the said users, in a wheelchair).

After dinner we went to the learning workshop, where we were shown how trains have got faster over the years and what the future may hold. T enjoyed this, with it’s practical demonstrations, E was more intent on spending time rolling about on the floor (she does get fed up of sitting in her wheelchair at times, particularly when we stop!).

Next was the minature railway, this is not wheelchair accessible, we carried E on, and the volunteers took the wheelchair to the exit so that we could get her straight back into her chair at the end.

E now needed changing. There is no Changing Place toilet facility, with loo, adult changing bench & hoist, at the Railway Museum.  I have contacted them previously in 2015 and 2016 to explain the importance of Changing Places toilet facilities as 1 in 260 people NEED these facilities to have their toileting needs met (more info here). Previously we have made do with the baby change facility, E is now 9 we can’t do that so much anymore even though she is is  small for her age. We asked reception staff where we could go, we were directed to the baby change, when I explained that E was 9 and that wasn’t a suitable option they were rather confused as to what to do.

In one of responses to my previous emails I had been told that we could use the first aid room, so I asked for us to be allowed to do this. The first aid room does have a bench where I changed E, there obviously was no hoist or toilet so I know that this will be of no use to many Changing Places users, but I’m including the information as I know there will be some who can make use of this, as we did. I will however be sending another email with feedback.

There are several standard accessible toilets throughout the museum.

After E was sorted, we went to the play area in the Great Hall. T loved playing with the trains, there was very little for E to engage with, we did find some buttons that when pressed made train noises, these were not at a great height for wheelchair users though and she had to bend low to access them, this was similar for all the activities in this area. Developmentally, physically and cognitively E is not yet at a stage where she could have managed any of the other “hands on” activities around the museum. Currently there is no outdoor play area, I believe there are plans to provide one, I do hope that they take into account that children who use wheelchairs will want to play too!

We decided to go upstairs to the train viewing platform, but after making our way through the collections gallery we found that the lift was not working in this area. If we were somewhere we were not likely to visit again we would have attempted carrying E up and around. I know we will be back here at some point so on this occasion we split up. Col took T to look round upstairs. Myself and E looked around the many artefacts in the collection gallery, and as I’d saved my strength I then took her and carried her over the railway bridge over the Mallard, and then into the wheelchair inaccessible Mallard Experience, which is a train simulator which gave her the giggles. While we still can, we will…

We finally met up, fed E her tea and then back to the car via the museum shop. I know we will be back, and if I continue to send emails then maybe they will finally get the message about the urgent need for a Changing Place facility, as well as prompt them to provide some accessible play!

About us

This is a personal, unpaid review, of our day at the National Railway Museum. E my daughter is a full-time wheelchair user with severe learning disabilities, she is non-verbal. I blog about our experiences in the hope that it raises disability awareness, and will help to improve inclusion for those who follow behind us. An inclusive world is a better world.

Why We Need A Revo-loo-tion…

We reached the end of the summer holidays. We visited new places, fighting to see as many tourist attractions as possible before the inevitable occurs, and my daughter’s world shrinks completely forever.

My daughter is nine-years-old, she should have everything to live for, the world should be opening up for her – but because she is disabled the complete opposite is happening and all because of a lack of appropriate toilet facilities in the places we visit.

My daughter is unable to use a standard accessible loo, she needs Changing Places toilets, that include an adult changing bench and hoist, as she is unable to transfer independently from her wheelchair, and she has learning disabilities that mean there’s a possibility that she will never be toilet trained. At the time of writing this, there are only 1,356 registered Changing Places loos in the UK, which may sound a lot, but to put that in perspective there are over 2,500 toilets in Wembley Stadium alone. There are towns and cities around the UK without a single public toilet facility that my daughter can use, when out and about in the community.

At the moment, I am still changing my disabled nine-year-old daughter on baby change facilities. Physically lifting her out of her wheelchair, onto a surface that I pray will hold her weight without breaking. One day I know that even the baby change will no longer be an option. What to do then? Will I have to change her on a toilet floor, or in the back of the car? What happens if my back goes? What if I drop her? Why are these the only options, in the 21st Century, in a so-called civilised country?

Because this is not simply a case of being able to pick and choose where we can go. Our hospital does not have a Changing Place facility, yet we have to attend appointments. And if we limited where we went to, to where Changing Places toilet facilities are available, then life would be very, very limited indeed.

So looking into my daughter’s future, at some point we will have some tough decisions to make… Will my teenage girl have to have a urinary catheter with all the health risks associated with it, or will she instead have to sit in a soiled pad putting her at risk of pressure sores. How the heck are we supposed to deal with menstrual flow, when I can no longer lift her in order to change her sanitary products.

This is not simply a problem for my daughter. There are at least a quarter of a million disabled people in the UK, and their carers, who rely on Changing Places toilets to have their toileting needs met and who are not provided for, even in new large public buildings. Social, educational, health and cultural options restricted by the lack of appropriate loos. Disabled people regularly being denied freedom of choice and dignity.

We need a revo-loo-tion, we need Changing Places to be compulsory in public buildings as they are being built or renovated, you can help to support this by signing this petition. We need outdoor public events to hire mobile Changing Places facilities, such as the Mobiloo. No child should have to face these options as they grow. No parent should have to make these decisions on behalf of their child. No disabled child, teenager or adult should be denied basic dignity. We all need to pee.

We’re Going On A Bug Hunt…

We’re Going on A Bug Hunt
We’re Going to Catch A Big One…
It’s A Beautiful Day!
We’re Not Scared…

OK we didn’t catch a big one, but it was a beautiful day, as we headed out to Waters Edge Country Park in Barton on Humber. They were having an event day, a wildlife day, with lots of activities for the kids to participate in and stalls to look around. We arrived at 11am which was just too late for us to join the morning sessions, so we had a quick look around the RSPB and Wildlife Trust stalls before sitting down and having a lovely dinner at the cafe. We booked onto a couple of the afternoon activities, pond dipping and bug hunting – both of which will count towards our RSPB Wild Challenge.

Back on out to take a look at the stalls. T took a great interest in the giant tortoises which was one of the exhibits and spent a good 20 minutes or so in their enclosure. E, on the other hand was very taken with a couple of bee ladies who had lots of sensory bee props and spent a good amount of their time engaging with her (thank you, ladies!).

Time for a quick icecream for T and then it was time to meet up with the bug hunt. We were given clipboards, pencils and nets and followed the leader to seek out bugs and beasties. Waters Edge is a nature reserve so it wasn’t long before we were spotting flies, bees and wasps. We found a ladybird in my hair rather than in the wilderness! Dragonflies were spotted and someone even found a toad! The latter was placed into an examination jar so even E could get a good look at it!

Bug spotting and ticking them off on our checklist…

Back to the centre and another quick look around before it was time to join the pond dipping activity. Here the children took it in turns to have a fishing net and to empty the contents into a collection tray to view the various water bugs. Here there was a slope down to the pond, so E couldn’t have done the actual fishing bit, the trays were on higher ground so it was possible for her to see the wildlife scuttling about (we daren’t let her get too close after a past adventure which nearly resulted in her putting a frog in her mouth which has gone into family folklore…). There were water beetles, small fish and even a small newt. All the children were engaged with the activity and it was T’s favourite part of the day.

A little more about Waters Edge, as previously mentioned it is a nature reserve which has ponds and woodland areas. The paths around it are fully wheelchair accessible. They have a Changing Places toilet, with adult changing bench and hoist. The centre is run on green energy, even the Changing Places loo is run on solar power generated electricity and recycled water flushes the system. There is a cafe and a small gift shop. There are fabulous views of the Humber Bridge, the longest suspension bridge in the UK, which is located right next to the centre. The centre runs various events over the year as well as craft activities, click here for more details. Worth a visit.

Having a Changing Places loo meant we could stay all day and meant my disabled daughters toileting needs were met with dignity.


If you’d like to support the campaign for more Changing Places facilities, please sign and share our petition

Oh I Do Like To Be Beside The Seaside…

Gorgeous morning, blue skies, this neverending summer continuing the way it started and we’re just at the start of the summer holidays…

Bags packed, pack up sorted. Into the car, and over the River Humber we head.

Are we nearly there yet, the constant refrain from the back. But then yes we are. Today we’re at Bridlington. Down to the Park & Ride, and we spot our first Changing Places loo. then it’s a quick ride to the centre of town.

I fed E her dinner while Col fetched the rest of us fish and chips (possibly the best ones I’ve tasted this year)… And then I changed E in the second Changing Places loo of the day.

Changing Places toilet, Bridlington, near the harbour.

Down to South beach, thwarted in the first attempt to get on the beach by the tide, (but would have been an excellent place for us to try crabbing…) We found another ramp and away we went. Col pushed E in her offroad buggy which he reckons was easier than her normal wheelchair. We reached the sea, got E out to dip her toes in the sea (we’d love to sit her in the sea but she would just drink the seawater…). T running in and out, jumping and splashing around. We took a steady walk along the beach and back to the promenade. We quickly found a paddling pool. Not wheelchair friendly as there was a step down, but we took E out of her buggy and she sat on the edge and splashed with her hands and feet. T just got absolutely soaked and ended up wearing one of E’s tops for the rest of the day…

Another walk, we found beach wheelchairs to hire, as well as a 3rd Changing Places toilet. On we continued,as a boatride was in our sights. This was definitely NOT wheelchair accessible, but while we can still carry E we shall carry on enjoying rides out on the sea. So we headed out  on the Yorkshire Belle, for a very pleasant journey, a much needed drink, and a chocolate bar each! T spotted the fairground from the boat, so as soon as we got back to dry land, that’s where he and Col headed, while I sat and fed E her tea. Then it was our turn to join them.

Onto the teacups, the swings and the cars. Giggles were had, prizes were won on the Hook A Duck. All within the walking distance of yet another Changing Places loo! It was time to head back, back onto the Park & Ride. Back to the car and then back home.

I want to thank Bridlington, who so far have got 4 registered Changing Place toilet facilities, I’m sure one of the ones we used or saw today was an unregistered facility. For those not in the know, Changing Places toilets include an adult changing bench, hoist & loo, there are many towns and cities without a single facility. Today we did not have to stress about where we would be able to get E changed as there was always a Changing Place toilet facility nearby, and that is how it should be everywhere we go… Massive thumbs up Bridlington! I hope others will read this and follow your lead…

If you’d like to see more Changing Places toilets then please do sign and share our petition, everyone regardless of ability deserves dignity.

The Girl She Was Always Meant To Be…

8 years ago, my beautiful daughter, E, made her arrival into the world. I knew that my world had changed, she was the one that made me a mum. I jumped into the new world of baby groups with relish, we wiggled and giggled, made new friends, watched as their babies achieved their milestones and waited for my daughter to do the same. And waited, and waited, and waited…

My daughter, for her part was doing her best, trying to sit, but unable she spent hours upon hours upon hours doing the equivalent of baby abdominal crunches, her legs hyperextending before her. It was not until the 6-9 month health visitor check that it really began to be obvious that E was unable to do things that many babies less than her age did with ease, and we were finally referred to a paediatrician. On examining her, he said that it was likely that she would have physical and learning disabilities, but we would need to watch and wait to find out how severe these might be. She was labelled as having global development delay (an umbrella term for a child that is not meeting their milestones), this would be the only label that she would have until she was 7 years old.

We were offered no support at this time, we were left to walk out of the appointment into a whole new world, no leaflets, no contact numbers for people we could speak to, it was very much a case of being very much left to fend for ourselves…

We began to get more and more appointments. E was already under the audiologist as she consistently failed to pass the standard hearing tests (she would be making too much noise, or she would pull the earplugs out, or be too unsettled to try). But now we were also seeing the physios, occupational therapists, we had portage early learning for a few months, speech and language therapists. She had tests done, she was prodded and poked, bloods taken none of which provided a satisfactory answer as to why she was missing her milestones. We were eventually seen by a geneticist, who took pictures, and gave us information regarding the Deciphering Developmental Disorders (DDD) project. We were given sample pots to spit in and sent them off. It would still be a few years before we would get a result, and there are many families out there that are still waiting.

Whilst all this was going on, we still attended the playgroups. People started asking what was wrong with my child (the phrasing of this still bothers me today, I would turn it round and say, Do you mean what condition does she have?). To which then I would have to explain that we had no diagnosis, but that she was delayed in meeting her milestones and was still undergoing tests. People were surprised that the doctors were unable to give us answers, and often would give us their own opinions…

Life continued, the tests diminished. We welcomed another child, T, into the world. We discovered a support group, SWAN UK that supports all those families who have undiagnosed children, who have been incredible in letting us know that we are not alone, and who gave us the opportunity to meet other families who were in exactly the same boat, and going through the same challenges. My daughter remained a SWAN (Syndrome Without A Name), for another couple of years.

Then last year, the almost unthinkable happened. After waiting for 7 years, we finally got a diagnosis. We were called in to see the geneticist. A result had come up from the DDD study. E was diagnosed as having Baraitser-Winter Syndrome. There were only 50 documented cases worldwide at that time, and of those some have a different variant to E.

So has a diagnosis changed anything? Not really. We have a label. But because it is so rare, we still have no real prognosis as to how this will affect her in the long-term.

We know that it occurred spontaneously in her (de novo). But,she remains the same girl as she was the day before we got the diagnosis. A happy little girl, who loves horse-riding, Brownies, the wind in her hair and the sand between her toes, she is the girl with the infectious giggle. The girl she was always meant to be, who we love to the end of the world, and always will.

I wrote this blog for SWAN UK as part of Chromosome Disorders Awareness Week in 2018. Please check out their website, they are an invaluable charity who support families with undiagnosed children who have suspected genetic conditions.

Inclusive Home

Making A Promise…

Flossie has been in the Brownies for about a year now, and recently it was her turn to make her Brownie Guide promise. For most mums this would have signalled a week of getting their daughter to memorise the Brownie promise and law. But how to achieve this when your daughter is not only non-verbal, but also doesn’t do Makaton…

While Flossie is getting better at communication it is mostly on her own terms, tugging at our trouser legs is generally a big hint that she wants to be picked up, or if she’s in her wheelchair, she’ll get hold of our hands and pull them towards her. If I give her a choice of puddings then cake is always her favourite, followed by jelly and as a last resort she’ll eat fruit puree (I really can’t fault her for this, I would make the same choices!). But making a statement of intention or a promise is beyond her capabilities, but we did kind of make it happen…

I borrowed one of her communication switches from school and recorded the Brownie promise onto it, and put a picture of a Brownie Guide badge on it to signal what this was for. The night before I introduced her to it. She thought it was quite funny and kept pressing the button which meant that it kept stopping and starting, I actually began to worry that her promise might take about 10 minutes at the rate she was going!

On the actual night though, all went to plan. Another Brownie skipped round the circle of the group with me and Flossie in tow, we stopped at the leader, Flossie was span round in her wheelchair, and then she pressed the button, cocked her head and listened while she received her Brownie Guide badge and officially became a member of the Hedgehog six. One very proud mummy here and a lesson for the other Brownies who will have learnt a little more about communication devices.

Inclusive Home

Dear NHS – Please Provide Toilets That My Daughter Can Safely Use

Dear NHS

Disabled toilets in the main are completely inaccessible for my daughter, she is unable to maintain a sitting balance and is incontinent which means that she requires a changing bench and hoist in order to be toileted. She is just one of approximately 250,000 people in the UK for whom this is an issue.

The majority of hospitals and other health care centres do not cater for people like my daughter when they are visiting out-patients departments, or visiting friends and relatives. Usually only a standard disabled toilet is provided, this means that often the only option for her, and others like her, is to be changed in an inappropriate place without appropriate equipment, thus leaving her and myself open to acute injury. While this is definitely a health and safety issue, it would be against all advice given regarding moving and handling techniques if she was an inpatient in hospital.

The Equality Act of 2010 states that reasonable adjustments have to be made for disabled toilets to be accessible. I would say that it is never reasonable for a disabled child, teenager or adult to have to be laid on a public toilet floor to be changed which is often the only option available to them and their carers, other than leaving them sitting in their own body waste for prolonged periods of time. It certainly flies in the face of infection control protocol, can contribute to pressure ulcer formation, and delay healing when pressure ulcers are already present. It means that the most vulnerable members of society, who are likely to be frequent visitors to health care settings due to their pre-existing conditions and who are often also immuno-suppressed are being treated as second class citizens with a lack of dignity and respect because they are unable to fulfil a basic need, that the rest of us take for granted, in a safe, humane and timely manner.

I’m asking you to look at what facilities you have for outpatients and disabled visitors at your hospitals, clinics, GP centres and other health care settings. I’m asking you to consider installing a Changing Places toilet (with changing bench, hoist and enough space for carers) at the earliest opportunity, suggested as best practice for healthcare settings such as hospitals, health centres & community practices under BS8300/2009, and now also mentioned in HBN 00-02.

Please remember that you have a duty of care, not only to your inpatients, but to outpatients, their carers and their significant others. Please help provide Changing Places toilets, for the dignity and respect of outpatients and visitors at all your healthcare settings.

For more details regarding Changing Places toilets please click this link


Yours sincerely

Lorna Fillingham

Please sign the petition.

My 9 year old Disabled Child is NOT a Baby

This might be a weird thing to have to declare, but it seems to be something that I have to tell people on a regular basis.

“My daughter is 9 years old, she is NOT a baby” 

Although my daughter is a wheelchair user, she is obviously not baby sized. Granted she is small for her age, so you might actually think she is 5 or 6, but certainly not a baby.

And yet, wherever we seem to go, whenever I ask if there is anywhere that I can change my daughter’s nappy (she has severe learning disabilities which means that she may never be toilet trained), we are nearly always directed to the nearest baby changer. Often with a maximum age or weight that my daughter exceeds, and which is therefore too dangerous for us to use.

Ideally what we are after is a Changing Places toilet, with adult changing bench and hoist. My daughter could safely have her needs met there, but there are currently only 1349 registered Changing Places facilities in the whole of the UK. A situation that I am trying to change, you can sign and share this petition here…

Changing Places toilet facilities have been recommended in British Standards in large public buildings since 2009. Yet I have been directed to baby change facilities in recent times at a huge shopping centre, at a museum that was renovated at huge cost, and still as of yet there is no Changing Place toilet facility at our local hospital where my daughter has most of her appointments. It really is time for change. Please do sign the petition, and support the Changing Places campaign. Thank you

A Modern Christmas Carol…

It was a cold and wintry night as Scrooge sat in his counting house counting out all of his money. He’d made profits last Christmas as all the major retailers had. But Scrooge wanted more.

In the corner Bob Cratchit slaved over the paperwork. His thoughts were at home, where his son Tiny Tim was ailing. The daily struggles of having to carry and lift their disabled child were taking the toll on his poor wife at home. The family were particularly struggling when they went out, as even at the big shops there were no toilets that provided for Tiny Tim’s needs. Tiny Tim needed a Changing Places loo, with a changing bench and hoist, without these he had to be laid down on the toilet floor and have his nappy changed. This was no good for Tiny Tim or his mum. Mrs Cratchit’s back ached everytime she had to lift him out of the wheelchair, but her heart ached even more. “Surely someone must care and put an end to this situation”, she cried. But her cries went unheeded, even though she spoke to the business owners, they all chose to turn a blind eye. While Tiny Tim’s health turned from bad to worse and any germs festering on the toilet floor could be the end of him. Tim was also beginning to feel that he was worthless, surely he deserved better than this…

Bob plucked up courage, cap in hand with head bowed, he walked over to his boss. “Please Sir”, he stuttered. “Please would you install a Changing Places toilet, in your very large store?”. Scrooge stared him down: “Bah humbug! I will do no such thing. Why should I spend our huge profits on your disabled child? Now get back to your work you snivelling wretch”.

Bob returned to his desk, tears rolling down his cheek, he felt beaten, no-one would listen to their situation, NOBODY cared.

Evening drew in. Bob went back to his family and told his wife that he felt he had let her down again. In his huge mansion Scrooge retired to bed.

The clock chimed midnight, and a ghostly chill fell on Scrooges bedside. The Ghost of Christmas Past turned his steely eye on Scrooge. “You don’t need to provide these toilets, people with disabilities rarely come out shopping, no-one needs to provide for them. Whatever will they think of next electric wheelchairs?”. He wafted out. Scrooge tossed and turned and drifted back to sleep.

Another hour passed. The curtains blew and the chill once again took over Scrooges bedroom. “I am the Ghost of Christmas Present. There are a lot more people with disabilities visiting us these days, all these mobility scooters and electric wheelchairs seem to have made a change, and they all have money to spend. I think though that this year we will make a token effort with the Changing Places toilets. Just put one into one of our many stores and say that we’re trialling it, that should fob any whiny Cratchits off, lets put it at the other end of the country though, we don’t want Bob to feel that he’s achieved anything”. With that the Ghost of Christmas Present chuckled to himself as did Scrooge.

Now traditionally, a further ghost visits. But in this story, the future is down to you. A lack of appropriate toilet facilities for disabled people in the UK affects one in 260 of the population. The situation Tiny Tim and Mrs Cratchit found themselves in is happening in towns and cities all around the UK every day. Currently this means that people with disabilities are being changed on toilet floors or in the back of cars, or left in soiled pads for prolonged periods of time or quite simply are unable to go out at all. Ikea and Wetherspoons are the only businesses that have committed to providing more Changing Place toilets in their premises, that would have enabled Tiny Tim to use the toilet in a dignified and humane way. If these businesses can do it, then so can others if they care enough.

In total there are only 9 supermarkets with Changing Places toilet facilities in the UK, many large shopping malls also don’t have these facilities. Campaigners are fighting for change. Up to now businesses have chosen to turn a blind eye to the inhumane situation that their customers have found themselves in, despite repeated requests for them to provide these facilities. You can help bring about change. Please sign these petitions, calling for supermarkets, shopping centres and other retail outlets to provide these facilities. The more awareness, the less that we can be ignored.

Petition calling for Changing Places toilets to be compulsory in shopping centres and other large public buildings.

Petition calling for supermarkets and other large retailers to include Changing Place toilet facilities.

Make everyone’s Christmas a happy one, Thank you x



Lucy At Home