Last month has raced by for me, but for all you Taureans anticipating your own personal predictions I’m sure it’s felt like forever.

Four weeks ago I posted the first of my tic-inspired horoscopes and lots of people asked if there’d be one for their star sign.…

A few days ago I wrote about the many animals that have featured in my tics over the years. Catwings, a regular reader of this blog, left a comment suggesting I do a ticced version of Old McDonald.

The second I read her comment my tics took the bait and I started to sing.…

Last October I posted my first ticced horoscopes. They prompted lots of positive feedback and I enjoyed getting in touch with my mystical side. Leftwing Idiot’s friend Gemma thought they’d make good videos so a few weeks ago we set about recording a series of predictions, one for each star sign, which we’re going to post month by month.…

A couple of weeks ago I wrote about going to watch a film in public for the first time in years. That time it was in the back room of a pub with about thirty other people. Tonight I scaled up a bit and watched an amazing documentary at SOAS, along with about a hundred others.…

I’ve talked about the benefits of going swimming plenty of times before, about how much I enjoy feeling tired because of something other than my tics, and about how much easier it is having a ‘ticcing fit’ in the water than on dry land.…

Sometimes, for no apparent reason, my tics suddenly pluck something from deep within my memory and latch onto it. It can happen at any time and anything I’ve ever thought about can surface.

Tonight was the turn of a poem by William Blake I’d learnt by heart in secondary school, but not thought about since.…

I’ve just got home from a birthday party. It wasn’t a party for a person – it was for an organisation, UnLtd, a much loved friend of, investor in, and advocate for, social entrepreneurs. It’s an organisation that provides practical and financial support for individuals who come up with good ideas for positive social change.…

A while ago I shared some ticced horoscopes that’d emerged while I’d been chatting about star signs with Poppy and Leftwing Idiot. Lots of people have been enjoying them, and one friend, Gemma, suggested we make them into YouTube videos.

So that’s how I found myself sitting between a gold Moon Frog and a Dream Catcher, wearing a specially made shawl in traditional Touretteshero colours, singing spontaneously about Libras as snow fluttered down outside the window.…

It’s bitterly cold again. The temperature’s really dropped and snow’s been floating down intermittently all day.

I’ve been outside all day on a trip with the children from work to visit another adventure playground. But although I’ve been exposed to the elements, I’ve not been cold.…

Yesterday I wrote about the amazing meals my friends and support workers have been preparing for me. Tonight, hanging out with Zoë, I ticced, “Let’s cook with biscuits and sheep.” My tics then went on to describe how you’d do this.…