Salad Days

This morning my carer Anna pointed out that I’ve started ticcing the word ‘Salad’ quite regularly recently. This was making her laugh because it’s a much healthier alternative to ‘Biscuit’.

I’ve been ticcing ‘Biscuit’ for several years now and I… read more

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Waving Calves

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

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Biscuit The Dog

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

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Frosty The Snowman

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

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The Chihuahuas Are In Town

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

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The Lamp-Post’s Resolve

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

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“I Had Sex With A Cat”

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

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Involuntary Poems About Testis

“Your mother was a testicle,
Your father was a bear,
Between them they had a lot of flowing facial hair.”

“Electrical testicle, tearing up the night,
Glowing brighter than a lamp-post in a knight’s 10-denier tights.”

“Imagine… read more

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Hearing Old Words in a New Way

In yesterday’s post, I mentioned a rocky ‘ticcing fit’ I’d had that morning which had involved Kyle giving Will, who was supporting me, a hand. This was because my body was moving with… read more

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The Year So Far

We’re seven days into 2015 and so far my tics have contributed:

An alternative version of the Bohemian Rhapsody, eight unconventional uses for peanut butter, some imagination-enhancing mental imagery, and a recipe for caramelised onion and peach meringue.

Not wanting… read more

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