Will and I were on our way back to the castle after getting some food this evening when, just a couple of minutes from home, he suddenly stopped pushing my chair and started pacing up and down, staring intently at the ground.…

It’s almost a year since I started getting help with my personal care every morning. Ana’s been my most regular carer since then and I’ve written before about how firmly established our routine has become.

In fact it’s become so deep-rooted it sometimes feels like we’ve become one person – and it’s clearly not just me that feels this way.…

My wheelchair seat is covered in fake snow. The tiny flakes have got stuck in the holes of the breathable upholstery, giving it a strange speckled effect.

This isn’t a new fashion-statement – it’s a side effect of filming this year’s Touretteshero Christmas Video.…

I love swimming and I’m trying to go a couple of times per week. But for the last few months this has been difficult because for various reasons I’ve been short of support workers who can swim.

The very welcome return of Zoë, who’s been away in Nepal and Sheffield, has put this right and we’re now going together regularly.…

I had a long and painful ‘ticcing fit’ the other day. Will was supporting me and showing a new support worker the ropes. When the fit had nearly finished Will said ‘Can you move your legs?’ Without thinking I said yes, reached out, and moved them with my hands.…

I was out having a drink with Poppy and Will last night when I had a ‘ticcing fit’. They both helped me and it was over quite quickly. But just before it ended, my tics started asking them how unpredictable I am.…

A few days ago Fran and I headed into town together. We were both in a cheerful, relaxed mood and chatted happily as we waited for the bus to come.

We saw it coming and stuck out our hands to signal to the driver.…

Leftwing Idiot and I were in town together last week. As we approached some charity collectors he said “Get your cloak of invisibility ready.” This is how we jokingly refer to the fact that when I’m out and about I very rarely get asked for donations, given flyers, or offered the chance to change my telecoms company.…

Two years ago I wrote about “Fuck a sheep!” the phrase I started ticcing every time I heard a particular but very common phone message-alert tone.

Years later and I’m still shouting it every time I hear the tone, but now I’m definitely not alone.…

Yesterday was ‘Bring Your Bear to Work Day’. I mentioned this to Will today and after he’d established that this was a fact and not a tic, our conversation went like this:

Will: So you took a bear to work, right?…