(The grey words are real time tics – please concentrate on the black text.)

Biscuit, biscuit, biscuit I am going biscuit to do I’m a biscuit tonight’s entry biscuit slightly differently. I love biscuits Normally biscuits writing is the only time my biscuits love biscuits tics don’t get in the way biscuit of what I’m trying to say biscuit, biscuit because biscuit I don’t include them.…

I went to an exhibition about art and movement at the Hayward Gallery with Poppy this afternoon. The name of the exhibition had caught my attention – Move: Choreographing You – and I was intrigued because that’s exactly what Tourettes does: it choreographs me.…

Laura bought me some skin cream for Christmas and it turns out that this was no ordinary cream. I’ve tried loads of other products on my hands to help with the damage my tics cause. None of them have done much good, so I wasn’t expecting much of this one.…

Leftwing Idiot and I headed to East London last night to meet Alice and her friends to see in the New Year. On our way, a middle-aged man sitting opposite us on the bus struck up a conversation about Tourettes. At one point he said, “You’re an attractive girl, if you can see through all the stuff.…

It’s the end of 2010 and the end of my first year as a blogger. I’ve been looking back and thinking about the key moments in my transformation from Tourettes sufferer into Touretteshero. Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be a ‘Best of…’ review but I do want to reflect on some of the more significant developments of the year.…

Fat Sister was showing Leftwing Idiot a karaoke feature on our TV this evening. As an example she started to play the Afroman tune ‘Because I got high.’ Tourettes took over immediately and I started ticcing alternative lyrics. Some are funny but a couple are so shocking I wasn’t sure about writing them down.…

Fat Sister and I had a heated argument about washing up and tidiness this evening, just short of a proper row, and to make matters worse it started moments before our parents were due to turn up for a meal. King Russell intervened by holding my hands to stop me scratching my face so I made my point to Fat Sister.…

A couple of weeks ago I was interviewed about having Tourettes for CaB, a website and web-radio station dedicated to discussing comedy. I talked with the host, Neil, for over an hour and our conversation has been made into a pod cast.…

This evening I was at Leftwing Idiot’s and I was feeling irritable. I told him this and he replied, “No you’re not.”

This made me more irritable so I said it again. This time he said, “I can see you’re fine.”…

Back in June I described an evening at the lair when we watched Robocop and I spent a lot of time ticcing, “Bitches leave!” It didn’t stick and I haven’t ticced it since, but a few days ago I started ticcing a variant, “Biscuits leave!”