A passion, stolen

As a kid, most of my spare time was spent drawing. It was my earliest passion. I was no savant. But I suppose, on reflection, I did have at least some innate "gift". The people I colourfully produced aged just three, in bright felt tip, were anatomically correct (in as much as having, for example, … Continue reading A passion, stolen

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#AutismAppreciation: 7 things that make me a valuable employee

Before April came around, I'd been mentally conjuring up my plans for activism, amplification, signal boosting, the promotion of acceptance, and whatnot. As it happens, events have conspired against me, and I haven't been as active in railing positively against the "awareness industry" (as fantastic new blogger Little Sparrow puts it) as I'd hoped to be. … Continue reading #AutismAppreciation: 7 things that make me a valuable employee

Why I “can’t possibly be Autistic”, Reason #1: I don’t do ‘geek’ right

A selection of CDs, part of a larger collection

A couple of months ago, I was indulging in one of my kitchen disco sessions. The husband's preference is to select individual tracks to listen to, whereas I tend to go for full albums (I'll explain why in due course). I had The Clash's London Calling playing whilst cooking. Hubby asked me the name of the … Continue reading Why I “can’t possibly be Autistic”, Reason #1: I don’t do ‘geek’ right