Driven to do things differently

Several decades ago, I took driving lessons. They did not go well. I remember crying silent tears at the approach to a roundabout one foggy November evening, when having to contend with the glare of lights and rain as well as mirrors, signals and gears was more than I could cope with. The experience wasContinue reading “Driven to do things differently”

A side of ADHD

Something didn’t add up. I was definitely autistic, yet that on its own didn’t seem to account for everything. I need routine, deadlines and obligations to perform well, yet I detest having to follow that routine or keep to prearranged commitments. I will fixate on one particular topic but that focus will quickly move onContinue reading “A side of ADHD”

Let’s play Bingo

The appointment had started well enough. There I was, sat opposite the GP, explaining how my eldest had recently received an autism diagnosis and the assessment process had led me to realise that I, too, was very likely autistic and had therefore been assessed by the same privately funded centre (and this was all extraneousContinue reading “Let’s play Bingo”