At the end of last week I wrote Access to Tears, a post describing how, after a long and upsetting process, Access to Work (AtW – the scheme that provides support for working disabled… read more
As you may know, this year Touretteshero’s celebrating five years of humour and creativity and we kicked off at the beginning of January with a Birthday Survey. Our aim was to have at least 50 responses by the end… read more
Everyone who’s ever met me knows I move about a lot! My motor tics (involuntary movements) are frequent, varied and for the most part very obvious. You can’t miss my constant chest banging, erratic head movements, wiggly spine, and… read more
Leftwing Idiot just sent me this article. It’s the story of Biscuit the dog! Biscuit held the title of longest-serving resident at the Battersea Dogs and Cats Home. His stay at the Home had been 22 times longer… read more
Earlier this week the Touretteshero Twitter account reached 8000 followers – a milestone.
I don’t normally focus much on numbers of followers, but I really do like counting random things, just to know how many random things there… read more
It was a relief to close my eyes and go to sleep last night – they were sore and tired from the tears I’d been shedding hours earlier.
This morning I’m in a reflective mood, determined to write about the… read more
Christmas may already be a rapidly fading memory but my tics were in a festive mood this morning when I arrived at work, prompted by the beautiful blanket of frost covering the ground.
Out of the blue, Frosty The Snowman… read more
At the start of December I took part in a showcase of work by artists who’d been supported by the Unlimited programme. It was at the Toynbee Studios and we performed our show Backstage In Biscuit Land which… read more
January’s a time for health kicks, but the mid-point of the month is often the moment when resolve starts to flag. This morning my tics were well aware of this when they started quizzing the lamp-post about its wellbeing:… read more
I went swimming the other day with my friend and support worker Zoë. We were gliding along next to each other, chatting as we swam.
All of a sudden I ticced “I had sex with a cat.” Zoë turned towards… read more