It was dark when I woke, but I could hear the gentle chatter of people in the kitchen downstairs. I tugged the curtains and a small crack turned into a cascade of light. Through the window I could see hundreds … read more
Over the last few days I’ve been adjusting to being back in the UK, to the different time zone and to the weather! While I’ve been getting over the jet lag I’ve been taking it easy and not doing too … read more
This afternoon I had a ‘ticcing fit’ in the warm waters of the Pacific Ocean. Leftwing Idiot and Innes helped me out of the sea and onto the beach. I could feel the warmth of the sand through … read more
As I explained yesterday my body’s struggling with the change in time zone, with exhaustion, and with being somewhat run down. This means I’m having more frequent and intense ‘ticcing fits’ than usual.
I had a fit this … read more
For the last five years I’ve experienced sudden intensifications of my tics several times a day. These episodes, which I call ‘ticcing fits’, had been happening on and off for years, but in October 2011 something changed and … read more
There are some tough things about having Tourettes, and for me one of them is disrupted sleep.
At 5:30 this morning I woke up having a ‘ticcing fit’. At first I wasn’t too worried about dropping off again, but it … read more
After a glorious sleep I woke this morning in Melbourne, which I think is the farthest I can possibly be from the castle and my lamp-post. But my tics have made themselves completely at home immediately:
“Antennae, are you … read more
A couple of days ago I wrote about how erratic pre-fit behaviour had led to me having my first ever ticcing fit in a sink.
Yesterday I proved that my ability to behave erratically isn’t limited just to ticcing fits. … read more
I’ve got some exciting news: we’re working with our friend Will Renel from The Helen Hamlyn Centre for Design on a new collaborative project and we’re looking for young creatives to get involved. I’ll hand over to Will now to … read more
I’ve had ‘ticcing fits’ in many unusual places: a fire station, a tube station, on top of some hay bales.
Often, just before my tics intensify, I behave erratically – hitting something nearby or trying … read more