Well it was a strange sight – hundreds of adults sitting on the floor in groups happily cutting, sticking and chatting while they made mini-motorised Daleks. All perfectly normal it seems for London’s Science Museum Lates where once a month … read more
Now, it’s fair to say I go on about accessible toilets more than your average blogger. But ever since I started using a wheelchair almost two years ago, I’ve been bothered by below bog-standard bogs.
I’ve mentioned how non-disabled people … read more
A few days ago I took up a new role, one almost as daunting as being a superhero. I undertook to be Godmother to my friend Laura’s son Leo. Laura first asked me back in January when Leo was only … 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
It’s with huge pride that I can finally announce another ‘Pig-tory’ (it’s like a victory, but with pigs).
I’ve written a number of times about the strange tradition that’s developed whereby I get a pig-shaped dog toy for every full … read more
When Leftwing Idiot was in Edinburgh in the summer he saw a lot of shows at the Fringe Festival. One that really impressed him was Credible Likeable Superstar Role Model. He wasn’t the only person to be captivated … read more
Just over a month ago I shared my experience of Tourettes with 4,500 people at TEDx Albertopolis at the Royal Albert Hall in London. A while later I was contacted by someone from the main TED team and asked if … read more
This post is written especially for the attention of the 88th Pokémon – no, not Grimer, you Scorpio. Below is my eighth World of the Zodiac video so it’s time for my tics to offer advice to all Scorpios.… read more
As I’ve mentioned before, each time I get through a full day without a ‘ticcing fit’ my slightly unusual reward is a rubber piggy dog toy that oinks when squeezed.
Traditions are funny things and it’s hard … read more
Any long-term readers of this blog will know that I have an uneasy and often difficult relationship with the police. I’ve been warned about shouting bomb, told to control myself, and I’ve even struggled not to smack their … read more