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Carnival 2012

27th
August
2012

I woke up in a bad mood – it was probably a mixture of tiredness and post-Shambala blues. Throughout the morning I got increasingly frustrated with my lack of independence and I was taking every opportunity… read more

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Struggling For Words

24th
August
2012

After spending the day wondering about the festival generally, I made a firm plan for what I wanted to see this evening. I was keen to catch two things: The Sheffield-based band Bison, and the poet… read more

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“I’m Going to Compete in the Olympics as a Sand Dune.”

28th
July
2012

Last night I stayed at Bunny’s and we watched part of the Olympic Opening Ceremony with her parents. As usual my tics added extra commentary, shouting out suggestions and repeatedly squealing, “Amdram!” whenever an emoting actor came on screen.

There… read more

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Bashment Bail Out

20th
July
2012

One of the situations in which I feel most frustrated about my restricted mobility is when I hear amazing tunes – I really miss being able to dance properly.

The wheelchair has improved this somewhat but dancing sitting down just… read more

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A Tic-Influenced Story

3rd
July
2012

Last night Bunny and I went to an art event in East London where a diverse group of artists, actors, and musicians showed work they’d all made in response to a book called Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino. There were… read more

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A Call to Arms

26th
June
2012

I’d like to tell you all about the brilliance of Arms.

Not the sort of arms that lift boxes, open jars, tenderly hold children or in my case flap about haphazardly. I’m referring to a graffiti artist called Arms who’s… read more

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Full Cycle

6th
June
2012

Last year I wrote about seeing Mark Thomas’s stunning show Extreme Rambling at the Tricycle Theatre. I also described how the theatre manager asked me to move at the interval because someone in the audience had complained about my… read more

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Extreme Happiness

20th
March
2012

I woke up this morning sandwiched happily between Leftwing Idiot and Nez. It wasn’t a beautiful dawn chorus that woke us but the low roar of construction vehicles and the bustle of the builders who are building a new accommodation… read more

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Squawking the Hardest

4th
March
2012

Several years ago I worked with a woman whose son was an aspiring young rapper. Time passed and the young man in question became Giggs, one of the most controversial rappers in the UK.

He’s probably… read more

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Modern Signs

22nd
February
2012

I went to the Tate Modern this morning for a meeting about some work I’m doing there. Because it’s a massive building and I needed to do a fair bit of moving about I used one of their complimentary… read more

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