All of a sudden I’ve found myself noticing amazing details that I’ve never seen before at the tops of buildings. For example, I was in Covent Garden the other day and looked up to see a sheep’s head carved into the side of a familiar building, looking down at everyone on the ground.…

This afternoon I was at a meeting and halfway through I became very uncomfortable. Although I wasn’t having a ‘ticcing fit’ I was moving around a lot. Leftwing Idiot, who was supporting me, was sitting near me but not next to me.…

London feels dense with pollution and Saharan dust this evening. As Leftwing Idiot, Will and I made our way back to the castle we noticed how the streetlights were lighting the hazy air. Predictably my tics had something to say about this (as they do about pretty much anything involving lamp-posts).…

In September last year Touretteshero was awarded a Red Nose Day Grant. The funding came from The Evening Standard’s Dispossessed Fund and Comic Relief who’d teamed up to support London organisations working to improve mental and physical health and wellbeing.

This award’s been crucial in enabling us to continue to keep our website up and running.…

Last night King Russell and I were hanging out at the castle when we suddenly saw a tiny mouse dart under the fridge. Neither of us was too bothered by this, but my tics immediately started chatting to the new rodent resident.…

(This is transcript from a blog I wanted to write but was in too much pain to do so at the time. I recorded it on my and wrote it later.)

A few minutes ago I was in absolute agony because of my locked up hands.…

Whenever I’m faced with a new challenge I spend the first few days working out what’s possible, what’s not, and how things can be adapted to make a task or situation easier.

Two days ago I lost the use of both my hands in the course of a single day.…

On Monday my Festive Outburst was “Lamp-post, shall we do ‘Secret Santa’?”

When I shared this on Facebook, Fran, who was supporting me, said ‘So what would you get the lamp-post for Secret Santa?’

She didn’t have to wait long for an answer because, predictably, my tics were quick to take the bait.…

I’ve written several posts about my amazing new wheelchair, but I’m also still using my NHS chair a lot too because it’s much better for inside the castle or anywhere where with tight spaces.

The two chairs have different braking systems and I sometimes struggle to remember which chair I’m in.…

Yesterday I wrote about the arrival of a new piggy, bringing my collection up to eight. I keep these colourful, squeaky pigs on display in my living room.

I love the pigs but find them extremely over-stimulating. They make me instantly and inexplicably excited and my tics overreact wildly.…