Back in February Poppy gave Leftwing Idiot a giant heart-shaped plastic box full of love hearts as a Valentine’s gift. To her obvious surprise he liked them, and we’ve all been slowly making our way through them ever since.

The other day I noticed my tics were substituting their own special messages for the ones on the hearts, so as an experiment this afternoon we cracked open a packet and let my tics do the talking.…

Two years ago this week two important things happened that have had a big impact on my life.

The first was finding out about a government scheme called Access to Work which provides support to disabled people at work.

The second, which has cast a shadow of dread over every aspect of my life and the lives of millions of others, was the change of government.…

My flatmate Poppy is just coming to the end of her degree in costume design.

She’s in the final few weeks of her course and has been busy making some amazing outfits. As a result the castle has been awash with dressmaking pins.…

I’ve mentioned before how much I’ve always enjoyed drawing, and how tricky it’s become more recently because of my arm tics.

Despite this, I’ve been doing a lot of drawing recently, mainly for ‘Welcome to Biscuit Land,’ a book about my life that’s going to be published later this year.…

I’m absolutely blown away by the incredible response to my interview yesterday on This Morning. Thanks to everyone who’s emailed, tweeted, commented on Facebook or left a message on the blog. I’ve read and appreciated every single one. It’s made me reflect on our mission to change the world ‘one tic at a time.’…

This morning I’m heading off for an interview on ITV’s This Morning. I’m a bit nervous but also pleased and excited to have the opportunity to share my experience of living with Tourettes on such a popular show.

The last few weeks have been a whirlwind – I’ve done lots of radio and newspaper interviews and as a result many more people have been finding and enjoying this site.…

I have a lovely new carer, Florence, who’s been helping me at home for the last couple of weeks. She’s calm, kind and most importantly for a carer, she actually cares.

Florence has helped me out a few times when I’ve been having a ‘ticcing fit’ but hadn’t encountered what my friends call the lying zone before today.…

As I made my way down the stairs with Leftwing Idiot from his parents’ flat this afternoon, I started ticcing about geraniums again.

“I’m a bit like Hitler but for geraniums.”
“Geranium holocaust”
“Imagine a world without geraniums.”
“Thank fuck for geraniums.”…

I felt better this morning in most ways, both less ill and less sad than I did last night. I chatted in more detail with Leftwing Idiot about planning for when I’m ill in the future, had a bath and watched some TV.…

It’s very rare that I write a whole post on my phone, in bed. This is only the second time I’ve done it at 1:00am.

As I mentioned yesterday I’ve been ill and so has Leftwing Idiot, who provides a lot of my care.…