I’ve written several times recently about the theme of bestiality in my tics. There have been songs about various animals and particular obsessions with sheep, goats and cats. The latest creature to get in on the action is the humble duck.…

I’ve got up every morning for the last week in a cheerful upbeat mood and then, somewhere between the shower and leaving the front door, my heart’s sunk. There’s a very tangible reason for this and it’s not stress at work or the overcast weather.…

I hope everybody had a happy summer solstice yesterday. Following on from this landmark event, here’s another – my fourth monthly Tourettes-enhanced horoscope.

The weather might be gloomy but I’m certain my latest predictions will help brighten things up.

I’ve paid particularly close attention to this horoscope because Cancer’s my own star sign.…

In his fourth post, twelve-year-old guest blogger Dylan fills us in on his recent equestrian adventures. I’ll let him take the reins from here.

Over the past few weeks I’ve been attending the Riding For The Disabled (RDA for short) sessions.…

Last night I searched for the word ‘Lychees’ on Twitter. I don’t know if it’s a word that’s normally tweeted a lot, but yesterday it was repeated thousands of times across the Twittersphere when my tic, “Square cheese is the cousin of lychees” became part of #SurrenderYourSay.…

It’s Surrender Your Say day today, which means that if you don’t have Tourettes but you do have Twitter, it’s your chance to experience one aspect of the most frequently misunderstood syndrome on the planet. When you sign and surrender here, a neat little app sends real tics at random times throughout the day from your account.…

Regular visitors to this site might’ve noticed a change to our usual homepage banner in the last few days. The regular one’s been replaced by an invitation to ‘Surrender Your Say’ and experience Tourettes Syndrome for a day. That day is tomorrow!…

Last night just as I was going to bed I noticed that something in my living room wasn’t where it should have been. This didn’t surprise me, but it did bother me – one of my Piggies was missing.

Not many things in the castle feel like they have a ‘right’ place.…

Earlier this week I wrote with excitement about test-driving some new, powered wheelchair wheels. They could potentially give me much greater independence because I’d be able to push myself around much more easily.

An unexpected turn of events on Friday afternoon made my existing chair almost impossible for anyone to push when the frame and the handle on one side snapped clean off!…

Last weekend turned out to be exceptionally good for tic-inspired games. The other day I wrote about a Piggy-related guessing game. By Sunday evening, two more excellent games had spontaneously arrived.

I was hanging out with Leftwing Idiot and Poppy when I suddenly ticced “Let’s play ‘Imagine a tattoo on a historical plant’ and describe it without using vowels.”…