A Hand Dryer!
I love swimming and I try to go at least twice a week. Recently I’ve been going to a different pool because my nearest one is being refurbished. The accessible changing facilities at the new pool are...
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Dolphin Head Revisited
I was searching through the photos on my phone earlier looking for a particular image when I stumbled across something that made me squeal with excitement. Last month I was in Liverpool with Chopin to...
View ArticleBoingy
A few weeks ago I wrote about a strange and repetitive version of Kumbaya my tics came up with. Well, they’ve been at it again, and this version’s a bit more – how can I way put it? – groiny! Boing,...
View ArticleThe Perfect Invitation
This afternoon Will and I went to our local Town Hall for a meeting. We passed a member of staff in the corridor and I found myself making the following three statements: “You need a hair cut.” “I like...
View ArticleChicken Knees
Ana, my regular morning carer, has been on holiday for the last few weeks, and Veronica, who’s supported me on and off for the last few years, has been taking her place to help me get washed and ready...
View ArticleDribble On
A few days ago I wrote about some bladder issues I’ve been having. Today I’m writing about a fluid leak of a different nature. I started having a ‘ticcing fit’ on my bed while Zoë, who was supporting...
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Hair By Cats
I’ve just found a couple of photos on my phone that made me laugh. I took them in Cardiff when Will and I were there last weekend for the Unity Festival, just before we headed home. It was raining...
View ArticleAugust is…
The summer’s whizzing by and I can’t believe it’s August already. My tics on the other hand are fully aware of the new month. This morning as I was getting ready for work all this popped out: “August...
View ArticleMorning Work-Out
Most mornings my support worker Ana helps me wash and get ready for work, but occasionally she’s not available Veronica steps in. Veronica’s been supporting me on and off for almost four years and we...
View ArticleMottled!
Sometimes my tics suddenly pluck a word out of obscurity and through tone, pronunciation, and obsessive repetition, turn it into something surreal. Today, “mottled” was in for this treatment. It’s not...
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Dog Bingo
Ruth was supporting me as usual last night, but she didn’t come alone – her niece, Shaniah, and nephews Adoni, Zachariah and Shiloh came too. The first thing Shiloh asked was ‘Can we play in your...
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Porker Stalker
Thanks to Poppy at one end and Chopin at the other, Leftwing Idiot and I have made it safely to Edinburgh. Leaving a scorching London this morning we were very soon reminded that it’s much colder up...
View ArticleAbnormal Antics
I’ve just come off stage after my first ever stand-up comedy gig. This is daunting enough for anyone at the best of times, but thanks to my tics I never know what I’m about to say next. There’s an...
View ArticleKnife Soup
For anyone with uncontrollable movements in their arms, soup isn’t usually the best choice on the menu, and although my bowl was full of chunks of bread to help keep it under control, I still managed...
View ArticleHow?
At the start of a ‘ticcing fit’ I usually make a repetitive noise that sounds like the word, ‘How’. At the weekend, while I was in Northern Ireland with the Backstage In Biscuit Land crew, I started...
View ArticleTower for the Castle
The castle’s been having some work done on the roof for the last few weeks so there’s a scaffolding tower in my garden. It’s just outside my bedroom window and from certain angles it blocks my view of...
View Article“A Big Day For Pigs”
For reasons that are too tasteless to describe here, this post is dedicated to a poor defenceless porker and a well-known wild boar. When Ed Miliband attempted to eat a bacon sandwich a while back he...
View ArticleAbnormal Antics
I’ve just come off stage after my first ever stand-up comedy gig. This is daunting enough for anyone at the best of times, but thanks to my tics I never know what I’m about to say next. There’s an...
View ArticleKnife Soup
For anyone with uncontrollable movements in their arms, soup isn’t usually the best choice on the menu, and although my bowl was full of chunks of bread to help keep it under control, I still managed...
View ArticleHow?
At the start of a ‘ticcing fit’ I usually make a repetitive noise that sounds like the word, ‘How’. At the weekend, while I was in Northern Ireland with the Backstage In Biscuit Land crew, I started...
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