Last year I wrote a post about the power of taking breaks. I described how I’d learnt to recognise when I needed to stop, and the type of break my body or mind required – sometimes this involves resting and sometimes it involves moving about.…

It’s been almost ten years since I moved into the castle, it’s been the same length of time since I started needing overnight care.

Initially I lived with my flatmate Poppy, and my support worker would sleep on a fold out bed in the living room.…

I wrote recently about burn out and the steps we take at Touretteshero to help prevent it. While I’m lucky not to get burnt out by my work as an artist, I’m feeling utterly exhausted by the relentless work of being a disabled person living in the UK.…

In January I wrote with shock and deep sadness about the loss of our colleague David to COVID-19. I shared some of the many things I’d learned from him, a man whose energy and passion were immense and whose commitment to improving the lives of children and young people was unwavering.…

Like any proper Londoner, I grew up watching EastEnders. Pub landlady Peggy Mitchell, a long running character on the show, was well known for screaming ‘Get out of my pub!’ at anyone who got on her nerves.

I’ve written before about how to play Phil Mitchell, a tic-inspired game based on another EastEnders character, Peggy’s son, Phil.…

Being an aunty’s one of the best things in the world! I adore my niece Bean and we hang out together a lot. She lives just across the road with her mum, Fat Sister, and dad, King Russell. Now, excitingly, there’s a new addition to the household: my nephew, who’s appropriately named Sausage.…

We’re starting two weeks of research and development for a new show soon. It’s going to be called Burnt Out In Biscuit Land and in it we’ll be re-visiting the surreal world my tics create around me – the setting for our first stage show back in 2014.…

I’ve waited a couple days before writing this post to let the rage and fury subside so I can write it with the clarity it deserves.

First a warning, this post is about ableist attitudes in theatre, journalism and beyond and I want disabled people to be able to choose whether to engage with it or not.…

I’ve always loved drawing, although as a child this was complicated by my obsessional impulses. I needed every picture to be perfect, which meant that I’d start again if there was even a tiny mistake. The process took ages and used a lot paper!…

Fat sister is heavily pregnant, and her second child “Sausage” is due any day now. We live really close to each other so it seems logical that when the baby comes I’ll take care of 4-year-old Bean, Sausage’s big sister.

Bean’s very familiar with me, my support team, and with the castle.…