Tonight Fat Sister was talking about her day and describing how she and a colleague at work had been playing around. He had pretended to hit her and when she didn’t respond he said, “You’ve got shit reflexes – you didn’t move!”…

I just hit myself with a sock.

This would not have been a problem had it not contained my house keys. I’ve resorted to keeping all my keys in socks to limit the likelihood of denting my face.

I seem to be turning everything into a weapon at the moment.

For the last few weeks, Fat Sister and I have been doing early morning yoga with our friend and teacher Giedre. I thought yoga would be worth trying as a way to control my body, even if only for short periods of time.…

This morning I had an appointment with my neurologist who’s one of the UK’s leading Tourettes specialists. During the appointment we discussed treatment options that might help make my tics more manageable. One option he suggested was an experimental type of neurosurgery called Deep Brain Stimulation.…

While a lot of my tics are random and funny, occasionally they come across as just rude or mean. It doesn’t happen very often but sometimes I’ll suddenly say something like “Bitch”, “Fuck you” or “Wanker.” These are much closer to the stereotype of Tourettes than the majority of my tics.…

At lunchtime I joined thousands of people on a march from Downing Street to the Israeli embassy to protest against the occupation of Palestine and the atrocities that took place on the convoy ships taking humanitarian aid to Gaza last weekend.…

I hung out with Owain, the Tourettes-loving toddler, again this evening. I was saying, “Bye, bye” a lot but he soon got used to the idea that I wasn’t going anywhere. He was also fascinated by my boxing gloves and enjoyed trying them on.…

A few days ago I got an email from a company who print personalised t-shirts. They were promoting a new service which lets people design their own flip flops.

This was an offer I couldn’t refuse, so I ordered three pairs saying “Flip flops are for wankers”, a pair for King Russell, a pair for Leftwing Idiot and a pair for Fat Sister.…

This evening Cassetteboy emailed me a rough version of the Touretteshero theme. Essentially, it’s me ticcing away over a specially made track. Cassetteboy’s done an amazing job cutting up and rearranging my tics to the beat – it’s very funny and reflects the oddness of Tourettes.

I spoke to Laura on the phone earlier. She said she was finding the new way I say “Bye, bye” (in a low and raspy voice) quite disconcerting. She said I sounded like a sex pest.

We talked about my new transport arrangements to and from work.…