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Happy Valentine’s Day!

As you may know, my tics rename Valentine’s Day pretty much every year, this year they’ve gone for:

“Happy Boot and Bear Day”
“Happy Thorn In Your Side Day”
and
“Happy Emotional Roller Coaster Afternoon”

They might … read more

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The Tale of the Table and the Tortoise

At work today I had a ‘ticcing fit’. I lost all regular speech but my vocal tics continued. Much to my surprise and that of my colleagues a strange story emerged. Here’s my Tourettes-generated fable:

“There was a table … read more

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Taming of the Loo

I’ve lived at the castle for just over eight years. I moved here because my previous lair was up lots of stairs and I had several accidents getting in and out. Even though it was obvious to everyone I needed … read more

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A Whole New Piss

It’s my support worker Ellie’s birthday. She was supporting last night too, so we were together as the clock struck midnight and she turned twenty-five.

At that exact moment Ellie was helping me with my pre-bed catheter and my tics … read more

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The Twelve Days of Sheepdog

Although it’s only be the fourth day of December, my tics woke up in a festive
mood. I was involuntarily singing ‘The Twelve Days of Christmas’ but with slightly
less conventional lyrics:

“On the first day of Christmas, … read more

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Me, My Mouth and I

In November 2015, when a woman in a derelict building in west London started a countdown, my heart raced – as I’m sure a print-out from my pacemaker would testify. Kirsty Wark had just emerged from round a corner … read more

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Manchester Rotary Igloo

I’m not sure if or when this post will make it onto the website. I’ve not got a lot to say and what I do have is pretty vague and personal. But I feel compelled to write, so I’m just … read more

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Raw on the Inside

It’s just after six in the morning. For the last few days I’ve woken super-early every day. Today though, rather than making myself go back to sleep, I’ve embraced the early start.

The light is incredible, bright sunshine’s already bouncing … read more

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Fixed Stare

A couple of days ago I was waiting to pick up some medication in a busy hospital pharmacy. There was a boy aged about nine also waiting. I pulled up in my wheelchair and waited nearby.

The boy couldn’t take … read more

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Glowing Up and Down

I have an unusual and fluctuating relationship with the lamp-post I can see from my bedroom window.

I scold, nag and insult it on most nights.
But I also invite it into my bed when it’s cold.

I deride all … read more

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