On the way back from Shambala yesterday we stopped for a couple of breaks at motorway service stations. My wheelchair had been dismantled to fit into the very full car, so at both stops I was on my feet instead of my wheels.…

What an amazing weekend! I’ve just got back to the castle after spending the last few days at the Shambala Festival. I’ve returned happy and relaxed, but with no voice.

For the last couple of days I’ve felt a bit under the weather again and I’ve had some long, strange fits, which is always an indication that things aren’t quite right.…

Today was the last day of Shambala Festival 2013. Shambala’s a creative, family-friendly festival that takes place near Market Harborough, and for the last three days it’s been my home.

Although this is only the second year I’ve been I feel I know it well.…

This will be a short post because hopefully, by the time you read it, I’ll be happily ensconced in a field in Leicestershire, whizzing about in my gold party chair and catching up with lots lovely people. In other words, I’m at the Shambala Festival.…

Ruth who also has Tourettes came to stay the other night to provide my overnight support. We were sitting together on the sofa watching TV when she started to tic, ‘Hit head.’ My arm instantly and obediently responded and I hit myself in the face.…

Leftwing Idiot’s been away at the Edinburgh Festival for three weeks and while he’s there I’m looking after his geranium at the castle. He was very wary of leaving it with me given our history, but at the halfway point of his time away it’s looking very healthy.…

Last week at work I had a ‘ticcing fit’. It started suddenly in the middle of a big group activity with loads of children around. My support worker Hannah and my colleagues were quick to respond. Fran, who’s previously provided me with a lot of support, was working that day and she came to help manage the fit.…

I was hanging out with my support worker Will the other day when I had quite a long ‘ticcing fit’ and Will eventually gave me my emergency medication. I’ve explained before that the mix of this and my regular medication, can make me quite giggly and silly.…

I’ve written many times about the lamp-post I can see from my bedroom window and the surreal relationship my tics have with it.

But lamp-posts and I have a long history. It’s a history I hadn’t given much thought to previously, and certainly haven’t yet written about.…

Here’s my friend Joe back with some really good news – I’ll let him tell you all about it.

Guess who’s back again? Rodney’s back, tell a friend!

Hi, it’s me, Joe (Ticcer Rodney) – remember my post about the tic-nic?…