From my bedroom window I can see three majestic trees, their silhouettes looming large in my familiar and treasured view. Right now it’s the very end of dusk and they’ve almost vanished into the darkness.
But while they might be … read more
I’ve written a lot about the view from my bedroom window. Yesterday evening at dusk I rolled into my room to grab something but I was stopped in my tracks by a beautiful sight.
The sky was huge with … read more
This morning I woke up in a leisurely way, opened my blind and let the light from the grey day fill my room. I felt much more cheerful than I had when I went to sleep last night, and I … read more
Having Tourettes means I’m sensitive to certain sounds. Some noises are uncomfortable for me to hear and make me overreact. There are others that I find really exciting, which make my tics go wild.
One such noise is the … read more
Almost a decade ago I had a conversation that changed my life – I was sitting in Leftwing Idiot’s kitchen talking about my intensifying tics and he described my Tourettes as a “language-generating machine” and told me that not … read more
I’ve loved drawing for as long as I can remember. In fact when I was learning to write and finding it difficult I used to imagine each letter as a drawing. When I left school I studied art and went … read more
When I was a kid the soles of my feet were often covered in scratches. I wasn’t a big fan of wearing shoes and I didn’t have the most sensitive of soles either.
Nowadays my leg tics mean I’m not … read more
There was something about the light in my kitchen just now that triggered a wave of contentment in me. My flat feels still, calm, and easy to be in.
It’s just before 8am and I’ve had an unsettled night’s sleep … read more
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”
“Happy Emotional Roller Coaster Afternoon”
They might … read more
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