The Mrs was dying of cancer (spine, hip, femur, liver, jaw, breast ........) but looked amazing under her wig. She was obviously very short of energy and the cancer hospital nursing staff insisted that she had a blue badge - why walk 200yds to and from the store when you have only that far in you before you need to rest.
We parked at the local supermarket, and an obnoxious git who was helping his wife out of the car, gave Gill grief about these spaces were for really disabled people, she said that she had cancer but he continued until his wife gave him what for. I came back with the trolley to a wife in tears, she couldn't face shopping for a while. When I got the truth out of her I was (am still) livid.
Gill passed away a few months later.
God help anyone who abuses someone who they think doesn't deserve a disabled badge within my earshot.