Well it was a strange sight – hundreds of adults sitting on the floor in groups happily cutting, sticking and chatting while they made mini-motorised Daleks. All perfectly normal it seems for London’s Science Museum Lates where once a month the Museum opens late just for adults.…

I’ve got a new pair of trainers. I’ve had them for several weeks now but I’ve been saving them to wear today. Today’s special because it’s the second anniversary of the day I woke up having a ‘ticcing fit’. That marked the start of the daily fits that’ve had such a big impact on my life ever since.…

On the way home in the cab this evening I told Leftwing Idiot I’d like my next pig to be fluorescent yellow. I hadn’t had a ‘ticcing fit’ all day and I was hoping it would be a Piggy Day. This is how fit-free days have become celebrated thanks to the tradition of me being given a rubber pig dog-toy for each clear day.…

I’ve written before about the strength and power of Tourettes Mums – well, four mothers from the North East are taking it to the next level. In the next ten days they’ll be travelling across the country visiting every city in England to raise awareness of Tourettes.…

I was chatting with my mum on the phone earlier and she told me my gran had had an offer on her house. She moved in with my parents at the start of August and has settled in well so she’s decided to sell up.…

In addition to repeatedly sticking my finger up at Will’s left knee the other day, my tics came up with a brand new way to swear.

Let me introduce you to the ‘Swear layer.’

All of a sudden I stuck my middle fingers up, one on top of the other, and with a voice only rivalled by He-Man himself, shouted “By the power of swear layer!”…

I’m writing this post in bed where every now and again I can feel a little puff of warm air float over my toes. This isn’t anything to worry about – it’s just Keith breathing.

It’s been a while since I’ve shared my bed – my tics don’t always make me an ideal bedfellow – but Keith doesn’t seem bothered.…

This morning at 9.30am my support worker arrived to take me to work. This is what happens most days and it isn’t usually a cause for particular excitement. But today my support worker was Leftwing Idiot.

He’s been away at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival for the last four weeks and it was absolutely lovely to see him.…

I’ve described my tics’ strange obsession with penguins many times before. They’ve said a lot of things about penguins, said that my own hand is one, and made me laugh hysterically about them. For some reason I pay a lot more attention to penguin tics and enjoy them in a way I don’t with many others.…

The summer holidays are always the busiest time of year at work and all three of the children’s projects I help run started their playschemes on Monday. My role includes lots of fundraising, developing services, and supporting more than fifty volunteers.…