I’ve always been sensitive to touch. As a child I often used to wear my socks inside out so I couldn’t feel the seams. I didn’t like anything round my neck or wrists, and I found it impossible to ignore tickly clothing labels.…
When my overnight support worker Ruth woke up this morning she put the heating on because the castle was a bit chilly.
When my carer Catherina arrived a little later she said how cold it was outside.
And Sophie, who I’ve been hanging out with all day, complained that her hand had frozen within just a few moments of using her phone outside.…
For the last four weeks I’ve been spending most of my time at the BBC’s historic Television Centre in White City, preparing for our Broadcast From Biscuit Land, which aired on Sunday. Although I’m missing the creative team we were working with and the building itself, I’m not missing the long journey across London to get there.…
Happy 5th of November! It is of course Fireworks Night, and people across the country will be celebrating the foiling of Guy Fawkes’ plot to blow up the Houses of Parliament in 1605.
Since I was a kid I’ve felt conflicted about this night – it’s both one of my favourite celebrations and one of my worst nightmares.…
When I was invited to go on Russell Howard’s Good News and talk about my life with Tourettes, l had no idea it would be so much fun. And I could never have predicted how overwhelming and warm the response would be.…
It’s fair to say that, when it comes to technology, Left Wing Idiot is an “early adopter”. The one notable exception to this has been his stubborn refusal to get a smart phone.
Much to my amusement he recently gave in and ordered a brand new handset, complete with voice activation.…
We’ve been away in Sweden for a few days with Backstage In Biscuit Land and have come home to the national carrier bag crisis. Predictably my tics are taking the nation’s plight very seriously:
“Plastic bag, dancing in the wind, get a job.”…
It’s late, I’m exhausted, but I’m happy. Tonight Backstage In Biscuit Land opened at the Barbican’s Pit Theatre. The Barbican Centre has been part of my life since I was tiny. In fact I was born at Bart’s Hospital, which is pretty much in it’s it shadow.…
I had a ‘ticcing fit’ earlier. Will, who was supporting me, managed to get me onto a mat and wrestle the broom I’d grabbed out of my hands. A few minutes later I found myself ranting about ‘the system’:
“A rake, put it in the system.…
The castle’s been having some work done on the roof for the last few weeks so there’s a scaffolding tower in my garden. It’s just outside my bedroom window and from certain angles it blocks my view of the lamp-post.
My tics have had nothing to say about this.…
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