I’ve talked a number of times before about the strong sensations I sometimes get from my tics. In the last couple of weeks these have been giving me bouts of intense discomfort. When they happen I move constantly with no control over what I’m doing.…

Dear Prime Minster,

I’m sure you have been told about the petitions and the protests. I’m sure you will have been driven past the billboards begging you to think again. You must know the criticisms of your health bill and I’m certain you’ll have learnt your responses by heart.…

This afternoon I got a glimpse of what life would be like in a boy band.

It happened on my way to lunch with Bunny when I dropped to the ground with a ‘ticcing fit’ in a back road near my office.…

Dear Spine,

I really thought you’d matured and moved on from all this wriggling. That sort of carry on is so 2010 and I’m not impressed. I courteously request you stop sending painful pulsating sensations through my body.

I’m looking forward to your cooperation in this matter.…

Several years ago I worked with a woman whose son was an aspiring young rapper. Time passed and the young man in question became Giggs, one of the most controversial rappers in the UK.

He’s probably best known for his 2008 track Talkin’ Da Ardest,

I’ve heard this a lot on and off since then, but never with the lyrics I ticced tonight:

“If you’re talking the hardest
Just fuck a Golf in a bin with a Lada.…

A few weeks ago I mentioned that my long-standing biscuit tic was becoming increasingly rare. It hasn’t gone completely but I’m saying it a lot less than I did. Instead I’ve been ticcing a lot about “Sheep”, “Women” and the strange Tourettes invention, “Win-Bin”.…

Since I started having ‘ticcing fits’ back in October I’ve been recording how many I’ve had each day and how long each one’s lasted. Every night I enter the numbers onto a spreadsheet. The other day Leftwing Idiot suggested it would be possible to generate some random lottery numbers from all that data and I really liked his idea.…

When I was sitting in Leftwing Idiot’s kitchen this afternoon while he prepared lunch I found myself absentmindedly counting the leaves on his geranium. It’s not unusual for me to start counting stuff like this when I have a spare moment.…

This afternoon I went over to the nature garden (one of three projects run by the organisation I work for) where I was greeted by a colleague who told me very excitedly that the frogs had arrived. This is brilliant news.…

It’s Leftwing Idiot’s turn to support me during the night tonight but because he’s not been very well for the last few days and still isn’t 100%, I’ve come to his flat for the night so at least he can stay in his own bed.…