Organising my support over the last few weeks has sometimes felt like choreographing a never-ending relay race.

I’ve had to make sure there’s always someone to take over from the last person who’s been with me. It’s been complicated at times, but lots of my friends have stepped up and helped fill the gaps. So far we’re winning and I’ve had fantastic support. In fact I’ve hardly been left on my own, except for very short periods, since my ‘ticcing fits’ started in October.

Perhaps, rather than nominating me to be a torchbearer at the Olympics, my mum should’ve suggested I organise all the relay races.