I am a weirdo

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Ouch! ...it's a disability thing

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I've also been doodling for Dame Tanni Grey - Thompson and Anni McMahon at Rackety's. Rackety’s design and sell clothing for adults, teens and children with disabilities.

Rock n Roll Star

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The Ball

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Diagrams: Fig. 49.

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Possibility Girl

Everyone thinks Possibility Girl is possibly a genius. Any day now, they continually agree, Possibility Girl will make it big. Become a star. ‘You won’t forget us when you're famous, will you?’ they always say, as Possibility Girl begins yet another amazing project.

The only person, who doesn’t believe in Possibility Girl's possible genius, is Possibility Girl herself. She thinks they're being too kind. She isn’t gifted at all. She’s a fake genius, bluffing her way through life. She is convinced the moment she tries to actually achieve her full potential, she will fail, fall flat on her face, and the people that once admired her from afar, will admire her no more. And so Possibility Girl never actually achieves anything. She just sits on the edge of her possible glory and basks in the adulation of her potential.

Ordinary Love Stories: Mandy

I have fallen head-over-heels in love with Mandy the market-trader from Milton Keynes. She smells of hot dogs and counterfeit perfume.

On our first date, I decided to woo Mandy with some Greek mythology I’d recently read:  'In the beginning,' I explained, 'all human beings were hermaphrodites with four hands and four legs and two faces turned in opposite directions on the same head. These hermaphrodites were so powerful and their pride so self-absorbed that Zeus [the supreme god] was forced to cut them in two - into a male and female half. And from that day, each man and each woman has yearned to rejoin the half from which he or she has been severed'.

Mandy told me to stop being drippy.

'But I think you're my severed half,' I cried.

Mandy did not reply. And we spent the rest of the evening in a disastrous silence.