This year Touretteshero has teamed up with television’s Liz Carr to bring you an urgent Christmas Appeal.
According to a survey by SCOPE, a staggering 67% of the UK population feel uncomfortable talking to disabled people – this is … read more
Twenty years ago Tracey Emin made her iconic work ‘My Bed’.
It’s also twenty years since I swapped my childhood single bed for a double bed.
As I wrote back in February I’ve just gone back to a using … read more
If you’re in the UK it’s unlikely to have escaped your attention that there’s a wedding happening today – the marriage of Prince Harry and Meghan Markle.
I’d been expecting this post to be about wedding-related tics and I … read more
Dear Jacqueline Wilson,
I’ve got a confession to make: I, a thirty-seven-year-old woman, spent the Easter weekend watching the CBBC adaptation of your book Katy (a retelling of the What Katy Did stories). I’m sure I’m not the only adult … read more
Touretteshero’s had a birthday party in the past, and has delivered lots of events, but we’ve never had a team party before, and that’s because until recently we were mainly just a team of two, Leftwing Idiot and me.… read more
While my tics might not be part of my conscious thought processes, they definitely reflect the time and cultural references of my childhood, and this means that the stars of 1980’s children’s TV get a strong showing.
Of all these … read more
It’s 6am, early morning light is creeping in under my pale blue blind, and through the gap I get a glimpse of the garden outside.
I know the lamp-post’s out there too, but it went off about an hour ago … read more
I’ve had many interesting and unexpected emails land in my inbox over the last seven years, including some from people and organisations I’d never have dreamed would get in touch, like Russell Howard or the Sydney Opera House.
But … read more
Yesterday I wrote about the tears I shed on my journey to work.
Tonight on my way home, things couldn’t have felt more different. I felt energized, happy and steady in a way that I can’t put into words.
And … read more
For a few minutes I lay on my back, studying a small corner of sky that the van’s floppy thermal blind had revealed. It wasn’t giving much away, just a steady non-committal grey.
The noises outside were more revealing: no … read more