I woke up relaxed and happy after a laid-back weekend. Since July all my weekends have been packed full of performances, festivals or work. It’s been an amazing time, but having a proper weekend off has been lovely too.
Yesterday… read more
I know it’s not Saturday tonight but it was yesterday and my tics seemed aware of that when they chose yesterday evening to repurpose a Whigfield’s 1994 classic ‘Saturday Night’. The tune stayed the same but the lyrics were given… read more
A week ago I left the castle with my support worker and got on a bus into town. It was a warm Saturday morning so waiting at the stop was no hardship. It was a good job it wasn’t because… read more
This afternoon my tics made me blush. They very rarely do this, but for a moment my face was hot with embarrassment.
Will and I were in the office along with Leftwing Idiot, and our colleague JP.
We were all… read more
A couple of days ago the renewal form for my Disability Living Allowance (DLA) arrived in the post. I was relieved to see they were for DLA because it meant I wasn’t yet on the list to be assessed… read more
I was chatting to my friend Laura on the phone this evening, sitting on my bed looking out of my window. A familiar flicker in the middle distance caught my eye, and my tics responded instantly
“Good evening lamp-post.”
I’ve… read more
Yesterday was another packed day at the Southbank’s Unlimited Festival. I decided to sample Unlimited Voices, a series of panel discussions and debates on subjects relating to disability and art.
The talk I went… read more
This evening Captain Hotknives and I had our first London gig. Actually, not being people to do things by halves, we had three gigs at the Southbank Centre – part of the Unlimited Festival that’s taking… read more
After we’d been to the theatre last night Will and I went to a Thai café in Waterloo. We had to wait for a table but I’ve been there before so knew it would be worth… read more
When Leftwing Idiot came back from the Edinburgh Fringe Festival last year there was one show he’d seen in particular that’d made a big impression on him. It was Robert Softly Gayle’s ‘If These Spasms Could Speak’, which… read more