The rain was thumping down as I walked along Brixton high street and the traffic was crawling. The street was crowded and lots of people were staring nervously at me. I ignored them and squawked on by. A passing cyclist, weaving though the traffic wearing a fluorescent waterproof, shouted out to some anxious pedestrians, “Don’t be scared, she’s only got Tourettes.”

On my way to meet Laura and Hannah this evening I was stopped in the street by a man who asked me if I had Tourettes. When I said yes he said, “In that case I’ve got the cure.” He then offered to sell me some Cannabis, which I politely declined.…

I’ve mentioned in a previous post that as a child I had a biting tic. I mainly bit myself but sometimes other people. A few years ago it resurfaced briefly with a slight twist – I’d bite the skin on the back of my hand and tug on it.…

I had an appointment earlier with a new Tourettes specialist who’ll be taking over my care. I took Fat Sister, who’s a doctor, with me. This was extra useful because, after the meeting, we were able to talk things though from a medical as well as sibling perspective.…

For the last couple of weeks I’ve been singing my, “I’m a baby” song. The full lyrics are:

“I’m a baby,
You’re a baby,
Poke a baby,
Bank a baby.”

This has been amusing many of my friends, particularly Leftwing Idiot who sings along.…

The organisation I work for runs three different projects. This means I’ve got lots of keys. I regularly need to show people – important funders or partners for example – around the projects, and that means a lot of unlocking and locking of doors.…

Tonight I went to the Royal Albert Hall to represent the projects I work for at the RockCorps gig.

As I went in, the security woman checking my bag asked if I had anything sharp in it. I said “No. But I’ve got a knife, a Christmas card for my mum, a dog and a bomb.”…

This isn’t going to be the blog entry I’d planned to write.

I’ve unexpectedly been left feeling sad and undermined by something that happened a little while ago. I’d had a great evening out with Laura and was just getting home on the bus.…

I’ve had a great day. It wasn’t exceptional in any grand way, it’s just that I‘ve been quieter and stiller than I’ve been in a long time. I still ticced a lot but my they were noticeably less intense. It reminded me of a day that Greg Story describes in the BBC documentary ‘I swear I can’t help it.’…

This morning as I was walking back to the office with Left Wing Idiot, who’s working as my support worker, we came across a dead squirrel lying in the road. A vehicle must have hit it very recently because the blood still looked fresh.…