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Speak Out!

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

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Stretching the Definition

I love swimming and I’m trying to go a couple of times per week. But for the last few months this has been difficult because for various reasons I’ve been short of support workers who can swim.

The very welcome… read more

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The Rubbish Idea Dream

I’ve written about dreams quite a bit recently, and I wrote last month about a new Inclusive Technology Prize I’m helping to judge that’s looking for enabling innovations for disabled people. The other day these two things merged… read more

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The Season of The Booby Trapped Pavements

I imagine you’ve noticed that it’s autumn by now. As I’ve said a few times recently it’s a season I like, but there’s one element of it that I don’t enjoy – the bumps.

Bumpiness is probably not the most… read more

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6,001 A Ticced Odyssey

This November, vote for the tics you love and win a prize …

I wrote recently about two interesting conversations I’d had about my vocal tics. The first was about their dreamlike quality and the second about the process… read more

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Beautifully Gruesome

Happy Halloween! It’s late but we’ve still a few hours left before the plastic bats and fake cobwebs get put away for another year. As I write, at home in my warm bed, I’m getting occasional glimpses of the big… read more

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The Bin Issue

It always causes me problems when accessible toilets are equipped with pedal bins.

Several times in the last week I’ve washed my hands and dried them on a paper towel only to have to scrabble about using my hands to… read more

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Adoni and the Knife

On Sunday night Ruth and her nine-year-old nephew Adoni came to stay at the castle. I know Adoni likes making things so I asked if he’d like to have a go at putting together a model flying pig that I’d… read more

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Britain’s Most Inaccessible Crossing?

When Will and I went to use a crossing near the Albert Memorial the other day we found it had the usual dropped kerb on one side of the very busy road, but on the opposite side, two steps up… read more

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A Cheat’s Move

I had a long and painful ‘ticcing fit’ the other day. Will was supporting me and showing a new support worker the ropes. When the fit had nearly finished Will said ‘Can you move your legs?’ Without thinking I… read more

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