So Teresa May has announced a general election on 8th June!

Innes, my support worker, announced this on the bus half an hour ago as we were on our way back from a hospital appointment.

The news surprised, confused, excited, terrified and depressed me all at once.…

It’s Easter, typically a time of bunnies and chicks, but here at the castle a different animal is taking centre-stage – pigs!

It all started a couple of days ago over lunch at a local café with Leftwing Idiot and Innes, when the subject of the Pig Fairy came up.…

We arrived in Sydney last night after travelling for more than twenty-four hours. But before heading to the hotel there was one thing we needed to do – drop off all our props bags at the Opera House, where we’ll be performing for the next few days.…

Warning: I’ve never provided a warning for this blog before, but today’s post contains explicit language and a description of an experience that some people might find distressing.

The bus pulled up. I saw a buggy in the wheelchair space so I braced myself for a battle, but none came.…

I screeched ‘Help, help, help’ uncontrollably. Innes, my overnight support worker, rushed through to my room and after assessing the situation for a moment, took out her mobile phone and began filming me!

After three minutes of squealing and flapping I was able to explain to Innes what’d got me so worked up.…

We’ve just got back to our hotel in Vancouver. Leftwing Idiot and Innes are watching car shows, and Chopin is packing – we’re all leaving tomorrow.

Tonight we did our last performance of Backstage in Biscuit Land at PuSh Festival, and it was a really special one.…

As I climbed into bed tonight an unusual light caught my eye. And extraordinarily, for once it wasn’t the lamp-post.

Visible at the very top of the window, just poking out from behind a scaffold pole outside, was a tiny, bright white light.…

When King Russell and I went to join Fat Sister to see in the New Year our journey got off to a bad start. We were waiting at the stop near the castle for the right bus, and I was pleased when one came along quickly because it was cold out and I wanted to get inside and warm up.…

A couple of days ago I received a lovely message on Facebook that really made me smile.

A woman named Ali got in touch to tell me that she’d been teaching sign language to her three-year old son Caleb and he’d been picking it up well until they got to the sign for ‘biscuit’.…

It’s a blisteringly hot day in London, with highs of 29C. At lunchtime Leftwing Idiot, Innes and I went to get some food from a nearby café. We sat outside and soaked up the sunshine.

But that’s not the only thing I soaked up.…