Are you a spastic?
It’s been baking hot in London and along with everybody else, I’ve been out enjoying the sunshine. It seems like the better the weather the more unusual the questions become:
Man at a bus stop: Are you a spastic?
TH: No, I don’t have Cerebral Palsy. I have Tourettes.
Man in a shop: Shouldn’t you be in hospital?
TH: No, I’m not ill.
Man on a bus: Why don’t you just shut up?
It’s difficult to be anonymous with Tourettes because I can’t avoid attracting other people’s attention.