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Food, inglorious food

It’s at this time of year when whatever issues I had as a teen, forced to finish a groaning plate of food in front of an audience of concerned, well-meaning diners, rears up like a latent bulimic into a porcelain throne. Food, for my family at Christmas, is like a competitive sport, and the eating…

Jellicle Cats, Hexbugs and new beginnings

I’m through. I walked out of work for the final time. It was a ignominious departure. The bank of desks where I sat all but deserted. The head honchos have long since flown off to wherever in Europe from whence they hale, and all who remained were the lowliest administrators. Only the CEO, a woman…

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You may see a naughty boy. I see a hero battling his demons: dealing with Christmas on the autism spectrum.

Christmas is a particularly challenging time for those of us on the Autistic spectrum. We want to have fun, but it can be hard dealing with the seasonal hypocrisy, bright lights and wrapping when you have an excess of logic, bi-lateral coordination difficulties and sensory issues. My dear old Ma was a trooper in helping…