Today I had a new carer. She was with me all day helping me out at the castle, and we got on well. But she said one thing that made me bristle, and got me thinking.
I was telling her… read more
Most of the time my colleagues at work don’t seem to notice my tics, except when they’re really funny. And they’re often funny – adding loads of shared laughter to our working days. But they also bring a few extra… read more
At work we run a programme for schools called ‘Play-based learning.’ School groups can book a series of visits during which they take part in exciting creative activities and have some time for free play as well. The aim of… read more
This afternoon at the adventure playground we had our end-of-year party for the children. We made decorations and gingerbread biscuits, had a feast, and played party games.
While lots of the other staff were setting up the party I… read more
Yesterday the organisation I work for had its Annual General Meeting (AGM). Like all AGMs there was all the formal business to get through, but there was also a much more relaxed and celebratory element too. We had delicious food… read more
Yesterday afternoon my colleague Sylvie, who manages the adventure playground where I work, asked me if I could cover for her briefly while she helped a child. I’m always happy to do this but yesterday I was raring to go.… read more
I’m going to start this post by telling you about two things I did yesterday. They’re almost unrelated but there is a connecting thread between them.
Firstly, yesterday was the last day of our half term playscheme at work. I… read more
Yesterday was Halloween, or as my tics renamed it:
“National fake blood in your eyelashes day.”
“National diabetes advancement afternoon.”
“National knife a pumpkin night.”
Last night the nature garden at work hosted a spooky Halloween event. Over… read more
The UK’s been bracing itself for a massive storm for several days now. As I lie in bed psyching myself up for the day ahead, the big trees I can see from my window are blowing about wildly. They don’t… read more
I’ve been living at the castle for almost two years now. Since the very beginning I’ve had a tumultuous relationship with the lamp-post I can see from my bedroom window. Every night I shout at it as I go… read more