I’m feeling very festive – the presents are wrapped, the castle’s looking Christmassy and the fridge is full of food.

Will and Lottie are staying here over the next couple of days and they’re all settled in the support workers’ room.…

Yesterday afternoon I bought a Christmas tree.
Yesterday evening Innes decorated it.
This morning I started berating it.

Berating’s like decorating, but with insults. It was festive berating though:

“Tree, I’d offer you a mince pie, but you’re a tree.”
“Tree, you’re more garish than the geranium.”…

For the last two years we’ve been bringing Backstage In Biscuit Land to theatres around the world. In that time we’ve welcomed a great many people into the surreal world that it creates. It’s been enjoyed by adults and children alike, including a whole under elevens dance troupe.…

I mentioned the other day that I’d started my Christmas shopping online. Today a lot of the items I’d ordered began to arrive. A crucial part of my strategy to avoid telling people what I’ve got them is to decide who gets what at the last minute.…

It was dark when I woke, but I could hear the gentle chatter of people in the kitchen downstairs. I tugged the curtains and a small crack turned into a cascade of light. Through the window I could see hundreds of houses in the valley below, arranged in neat rows, tiny, cuddled together under a huge clear sky.…

This afternoon I had a ‘ticcing fit’ in the warm waters of the Pacific Ocean. Leftwing Idiot and Innes helped me out of the sea and onto the beach. I could feel the warmth of the sand through the towel cushioning my body, and see swathes of blue sky above.…

As I explained yesterday my body’s struggling with the change in time zone, with exhaustion, and with being somewhat run down. This means I’m having more frequent and intense ‘ticcing fits’ than usual.

I had a fit this afternoon that lasted over 40 minutes.…

A couple of days ago I wrote about how erratic pre-fit behaviour had led to me having my first ever ticcing fit in a sink.

Yesterday I proved that my ability to behave erratically isn’t limited just to ticcing fits. While I was getting ready for bed tonight, helped by Innes, I got over-excited by the sensation of my electric toothbrush.…

I’ve had ‘ticcing fits’ in many unusual places: a fire station, a tube station, on top of some hay bales.

Often, just before my tics intensify, I behave erratically – hitting something nearby or trying to stand up.

This afternoon I had a fit in the green room shortly before our show.…

For the last few days we’ve been in the incredible city of Sarajevo, the capital of Bosnia and Herzegovina. We’ve been here to perform Backstage in Biscuit Land (BIBL) as part of the MESS, an arts festival that’s been running for over 50 years.…