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This evening, while Fat Sister and King Russell were round, Tourettes announced a pub quiz and I ticced a string of ludicrous questions. I know my friend Emma would’ve enjoyed this because she loves trivia and answering back to tics. The questions included:

“Hands up if you know how to clap and shit your pants at the same time.”…

I went for my long-awaited teeth cleaning appointment this afternoon. It was with the special care dentistry team at Kings. I’d been referred to this team because my tics have become too difficult for my existing dentist to manage.

Leftwing Idiot came with me and while we were in the waiting room an older woman walked in and started talking to a receptionist.…

When I arrived at Leftwing Idiot’s earlier, he said, ‘I’ve got something to show you.’ He led me into the kitchen to see the geranium, which I mentioned before when my tics took an instant dislike to it.

He wanted me to see it in full bloom.…

Leftwing Idiot and I dropped in on King Russell and Fat Sister in their new place earlier. We were sitting in the living room and King Russell was constructing some flat pack furniture. I found the noise of the drill really difficult to tolerate.…

I’ve described before how tics sometimes come out to a particular tune. The last few days have been full of ticced songs that arrive out of the blue. Here’s a selection of lyrics from the latest batch:

To the Blackadder theme:

“You’re Blackpool, you’re Blackpool, your good times have now gone.”…

“I fucked an armadillo in custard.”

The Mr Otter saga continues. This evening I announced:

“I fucked a biscuit, Mr Otter died of jealousy.”

Poppy and Leftwing Idiot came by earlier to pick up something from the lair:

Poppy: What are you going to do this afternoon?

TH: Some drawing, read the paper, have sex with an otter.

Leftwing Idiot: OK, when’s that happening?

TH: I’m going to wake him up.…

A couple of days ago I mentioned that I’d be on my own for a few days while Leftwing Idiot, Poppy, Fat Sister and King Russell are away. Laura, Harry and Ollie are still nearby and my boss and friend Kyle have said I should call them if I need to.…