I had a long ‘ticcing fit’ in the early hours of this morning. It went on long enough for Bunny and me to watch the dawn creep slowly in. Shortly after the fit finished I saw the lamp-post turn itself off for the day.…

At lunchtime Leftwing Idiot asked me a question, and I answered with a blink. This would have been un-remarkable if I’d been having a ‘ticcing fit’ because if I lose my speech while I’m having one I blink once for ‘Yes’ and twice for ‘No’.…

I don’t know what it is about ‘ticcing fits’ and dolphins but they surfaced again this evening. Last time, a few months ago, I started making their distinctive clicking noises, and tonight while I wriggled about I claimed to be one.…

I took the day off work today. It wasn’t because I was ill or had a relaxing holiday planned but because I wanted to be at a protest against the drastic cuts to disability and sickness benefits that are putting countless lives at risk.…

Over the last few months I’ve had a handful of episodes where I lose my speech, but without having any of the usual motor tics associated with a ‘ticcing fit’. I know exactly what I want to say but my words come out as incomprehensible noises.…

I woke up in a bad mood – it was probably a mixture of tiredness and post-Shambala blues. Throughout the morning I got increasingly frustrated with my lack of independence and I was taking every opportunity to feel sorry for myself.…

I did my first ever festival gig this morning with Captain Hotknives in the Shambala Radio tent. It’d been quickly arranged following our impromptu performance in the camping field yesterday. I enjoyed letting my tics take to the stage, and amongst the many odd ideas they came up with, three key themes emerged:

1) We were a campaigning political party – ‘The Bipolar Tourettes Alliance’ – and our manifesto included giving “Every fourth person a chandelier,” and “Everyone with lungs a biscuit.”…

After spending the day wondering about the festival generally, I made a firm plan for what I wanted to see this evening. I was keen to catch two things: The Sheffield-based band Bison, and the poet Kate Tempest.

I already know loads about Bison because I’m friends with many of the people in it, including Chiv.…

I made a dramatic entrance to the Shambala Festival earlier, with an ambulance escorting me right onto the site. While we were queuing to get in I had a ‘ticcing fit’ in the car and by the time the stewards checked our tickets it’d been going on for quite a while.…

I had a ‘ticcing fit’ at work when everything was being shut up at the end of the day. My colleagues came to help me get inside to somewhere safe. The main way into the nearest building was up a couple of small steps.…