Eoin arrived at the castle early yesterday afternoon and together we headed off to our friend Sophie’s party.

There were games in the garden and in the evening we had a delicious meal at a Caribbean restaurant. Later still we went to a salsa club.…

I’ve just watched a fantastic video and I want to share it with you. It was created by a wheelchair user named Anthony in collaboration with Free Help Guy, an organisation that takes a direct and creative approach to helping people with problems.…

The ‘ticcing fit’ I had the other evening seemed pretty run-of-the-mill to start with until, much to Will’s amusement, I suddenly started going on about cells. This started simply enough:

“Terror cell, Duracell or carousel? Choose.”

Followed closely by:

“Cellphone, cellophane, sell a cat.”…

Describing exactly what it feels like to have a ‘ticcing fit’ to anyone who’s never had one is always a struggle. It’s something that comes up a bit in Backstage in Biscuit Land as well as elsewhere in this blog.

The other night I was trying to convey a specific sensation to Leftwing Idiot.…

A week ago I left the castle with my support worker and got on a bus into town. It was a warm Saturday morning so waiting at the stop was no hardship. It was a good job it wasn’t because three buses went by before one came along where the wheelchair space was free and we could get on.…

A couple of days ago the renewal form for my Disability Living Allowance (DLA) arrived in the post. I was relieved to see they were for DLA because it meant I wasn’t yet on the list to be assessed for the controversial new Personal Independence Payment (PIP).…

Yesterday was another packed day at the Southbank’s Unlimited Festival. I decided to sample Unlimited Voices, a series of panel discussions and debates on subjects relating to disability and art.

The talk I went to was called Talking Dirty: Disability and Desire.…

After we’d been to the theatre last night Will and I went to a Thai café in Waterloo. We had to wait for a table but I’ve been there before so knew it would be worth it.

When we were seated we studied the menu carefully.…

I’ve spent today at the seaside – Littlehampton to be precise. We took a group of children from work on end of summer trip. From the moment we arrived I knew we’d have a great day. The atmosphere was friendly, the staff at the small fairground were laidback, and there’s a lovely little beach, which I became a lot more closely acquainted with than I’d anticipated.…

This afternoon I let out a gasp of frustration and shouted, ‘Arms, stop being dicks!’ Moments later I apologised to them, but they’re really behaving badly at the moment.

The other day I mentioned my new elbowing-things tic: walls, tables, doors, the bath, other people.…