Our last performance of Backstage in Biscuit Land at the Barbican took place last Saturday and then we sadly said goodbye to this great venue.
It was a beautiful sunny day so I took the opportunity to be outside while I could.…
The castle’s been having some work done on the roof for the last few weeks so there’s a scaffolding tower in my garden. It’s just outside my bedroom window and from certain angles it blocks my view of the lamp-post.
My tics have had nothing to say about this.…
Yesterday evening I hit the wall – a physical wall and a wall of tiredness.
It’d been a busy day and by 11pm I felt my body giving up. I moved from feeling fine to being overtaken by the discomfort of constant tics.…
When I woke up this morning my first tic of the day was:
“Morning sun, your light is brighter than Stephen Hawking’s mind.”
I opened the blind a few minutes later and solar-centric tics continued:
“Window, are you wearing sun cream?”…
The tent was incredibly hot when I woke up and although it was early I could feel the heat of the sun through the synthetic fabric. I opened the flaps to let in a much-needed breeze and the daylight flooded in too.…
I’ve lived at the castle for almost four years now, and in all that time my bed’s been in exactly the same place. My view from it has remained the same, too, except for the subtle changes brought by the seasons.…
It’s been gloriously sunny and this evening Will and I soaked it up as we went from work to a pub in Brixton, with him pushing his bike and me pushing myself in my wheelchair. We were off to meet our friends Bunny and Fran for a drink.…
In this morning’s session of the writing group we discussed story structure, and in particular ideas from ‘The Writer’s Journey’, a book by Christopher Vogler. Mark, who’s leading the sessions, explained that stories that are very different can be based on very similar structures.…
Most of what I write about in this blog relates directly to my experience of life with Tourettes. Today though, I want to talk about something of a more spooky nature altogether. It’s about some mysterious goings on in my bathroom, and I’m hoping it won’t become a recurring theme in the blog!…
I’m just waking up. A moment ago I opened my blind and the early morning sun flooded into my room.
The roses in the garden have just come into bloom and when they caught my eye my tics came flooding out:
“Good morning rose heads.”…
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