Well here we all are. Still. Muddling along. Adapting to this new, strange world. Nothing of note has happened. I mean, The Funny Little Bungalow is now rendered, which is actually far more amazing than I have fully appreciated as yet. That is progress indeed. Yet it seems to only Read more
You may recall me mentioning perspective in a previous post. Well, let me tell you, that perspective is now well and truly shot to shit. Things have conspired against me. The reasons for my sullied perspective are as follows: My laptop is broken. One moment it was fine and then… Read more
For the past ten weeks or so (I have lost count), I have done my best to keep myself and my children entertained. They’ve done their schoolwork, regardless of tears and tantrums. They’ve grown plants from seed, learned new skills and read numerous books. Mini Seymour’s hair has grown, Boy Read more
I am confused. I thought the Corona virus was a global pandemic. I was under the impression that this was nature’s way of telling us, as a species out of control, that we must take more care in all aspects of our lives. That we must change our ways -even Read more
So. I did the Readathon. I made a few quid, and I had a lovely email from a lady at my chosen NHS charity to thank me. I apologised that I hadn’t made several hundred thousand pounds. But she assured me that every little donation helps. And despite only having Read more
I am currently listening to the wonderful Andy Serkis as he reads me The Hobbit in his inimitable way. Such a wonderfully written tale by a clever author, and told by a man whose skills as an actor are superb. The Hobbitathon, as it’s being heralded, is being performed in Read more
Oh the shame! The other day, I popped to the Co Op for milk. Just milk. You know, that essential item, milk. The small children, who could not be left at home with the teenager because she was otherwise distracted, were left safely in the car whilst I whizzed in Read more
The “Easter Holidays” are over and we are back to our new normal of trying to home school our children. It is not for nothing that I have shirked this option in the past. Whilst it may suit some (brave, clever…crazy…?) mummies and daddies in their normal lives sans Corona, it just Read more
In the last month, I have got to know my children very well. That may sound odd. But do we really know what they’re like, after they leave us and go to school? Who are they during daytime hours, when they are with their peers? How do they respond to Read more
Of all the things that we are running out of during this strange, unprecedented time of limits and restraint, it is plasters that come top of the list. I spend my time worrying that The Four Little Seymours will injure themselves and require an ambulance which may then not come, Read more