My inflatable bath lift is broken again. It’s not even a year since the Polterloo incident when it started inflating itself in the middle of the night.

This time the issue’s more mundane, it’s just not inflating when I turn it on.…

Fat Sister’s a specialist Registrar in a busy South London hospital. Like every doctor I’ve ever met she takes the oath she made to ‘do no harm’ very seriously. Her day and night shifts are always long, she often doesn’t get a chance to eat, and her patients stay on her mind long after she’s left the hospital.…

A week ago Leftwing Idiot and I had a conversation that I know we’d both been dreading, one that had been hanging over us for several months but which suddenly took on a new urgency as we rolled into February. It wasn’t a conversation with each other – it was with our boss at the children’s organisation where we both work.…

Will and I have spent yesterday afternoon at a fascinating event organised by Devoted and Disgruntled and put on by East London theatre group Access All Areas and performer Cian Binchy. The central question was:

‘How can we better support artists with learning disabilities or autism in making their own work?’…

This time last year Touretteshero turned five, and we promised to invite you to a big birthday party to celebrate. But then things got busy in Biscuit Land and we found ourselves ushering in the New Year without so much as a biscuit, let alone a cake.…

My mum dropped by the castle earlier today with an exciting surprise. She presented me with a dark blue velvet box and inside was sunshine personified or more accurately pig-onified. Let me introduce the radiant wonder Daffodil Piggy.

My mum’s clearly working for the Pig Fairy – she must’ve seen my letter about backdated pigs a few weeks ago.…

Leftwing Idiot and I were in a cab the other day sitting in a traffic jam. I looked up and suddenly started laughing with giddy delight. My tics chipped in:

“Oh lamp-post, discretion is your middle bin.”
“Lamp-post, are you playing hide and seek?”…

It’s 10’oclock, I’ve just got home from work because of a late meeting, I’m not feeling well, and I’ve just come across a horrible leak. And it’s not the watery kind that can be fixed by a plumber. It’s a Government memo, leaked to the Daily Mirror that reveals a potential privatisation plan that could seriously undermine the careers of many disabled people.…

Leftwing Idiot discovered something that clearly puzzled and disturbed him earlier this week. We’ve spent the last few days together in Galway for the incredible Creative Connections conference. I was feeling pretty under the weather for most of the time and, as always, this resulted in more ‘ticcing fits’ and less energy.…

When I was at work this weekend I was lucky enough to witness a moment that was both unremarkable and at the same time, so beautiful that I don’t know if I’ll be able to find the words to describe it.…