I was lucky to be able to enjoy a funny conversation with a child at my work this afternoon.

We were sitting in the garden by the pond shaded by a green canopy with patches of sun making their way through the leaves.…

I’ve talked a bit in previous entries about what my tics feel like. The sensation that comes with them is strong but I find it hard to describe. They often make my body contort dramatically. It feels a bit like suddenly being wrenched from the inside.…

I was sitting outside a café, having breakfast with Leftwing Idiot. While we were talking he asked, “What would make your life better?” Before I could give a serious answer I ticced, “Not being a squirrel”. He found this hilarious, asked the question again and got the following answers:

“A baby.”…

Leftwing Idiot emailed me a link earlier for a winter hat. Hats have become a crucial part of my tic protection plan. The one he’d found was particularly stylish, well padded and perfect for a superhero’s autumn wardrobe.

This afternoon the cab company who take me to and from work called to say they were going to suspend my account from Friday. This is because of the complex way Access to Work pay for my travel, and the bad experiences the cab company have had with other people using this scheme.…

Just before I left work I bent down to pick something up from the floor. I ticced so vigorously I straightened up and threw my head back sharply. I hit the shelf with my head and it came off its brackets, sending everything on it raining down around me.…

Poppy and I were sitting outside a pub this afternoon. There was a group of drunk people at the next table who immediately started taking the piss out of me, copying my tics, laughing and shouting swear words.

I ignored them for a while but we were finding it hard to talk to each other.…

I’ve been feeling fed up about my tics over the last few days so I’ve decided to remind myself about why they make me a Superhero by choosing my personal favourites.

Reading through them was enjoyable and I found it hard to pick the best ones because so many are entwined with particular times, places or people.…

I had a great evening out last night. I caught up with friends I hadn’t seen for a while and met lots of new people. Sometimes I worry that it seems as if it’s not me but just a bunch of wild tics that have come out, and that I’m lost under them.…

Left Wing Idiot, Poppy and I travelled east this evening to Club Philos, a night organised by a friend of ours. We used the new East London Line, which opened this summer. The trains are clean, spacious and perfect for drunk gymnastics.…