This week is Anti-bullying Week so it was very timely that an email popped up from Touretteshero supporter Courtney, proposing a guest blog about bullying. I’m going to hand over to Courtney now so she can share her… read more
Will and I were on our way back to the castle after getting some food this evening when, just a couple of minutes from home, he suddenly stopped pushing my chair and started pacing up and down, staring intently at… read more
London’s a huge city with an enormous amount to enjoy and do, and for me, as for many others, working here also means I often have to travel to meetings all over the place as well. We have an impressive… read more
It’s almost a year since I started getting help with my personal care every morning. Ana’s been my most regular carer since then and I’ve written before about how firmly established our routine has become.
In fact… read more
On Wednesday night BBC1 broadcast a documentary called Looking After Mum. It was a Children In Need special they were showing ahead of the big annual appeal, which happens tonight.
The programme followed four young carers… read more
Last week I wrote about the new swimming routine Zoë and I have established. Yesterday we were doing lengths in the big pool and as usual, and as agreed with the lifeguard, I was swimming up… read more
Leftwing Idiot and I were supposed to give a talk about the importance of inclusion and accessibility this morning but something got in the way – six steps up to the conference room!
I’ve had problems in this building before… read more
My wheelchair seat is covered in fake snow. The tiny flakes have got stuck in the holes of the breathable upholstery, giving it a strange speckled effect.
This isn’t a new fashion-statement – it’s a side effect of filming this… read more
I’ve made no secret of how geeky I’ve become about wheelchairs, so it won’t surprise you to know I’ve just had a new feature added to mine – not that many people will notice.
See if you can spot the… read more
I’ve just had a ‘ticcing fit’ on a train. Leftwing Idiot held my head and the feeling of my cheek pressed against his palm was reassuring so that despite the fit I could let my eyes take in the… read more