So The Pox is back. This time, Boy Seymour is afflicted – but I am hoping it will be short-lived, mild and uneventful. So far, he’s bearing up. I guess it’s no surprise. With the Four Little Seymours sleeping on what is essentially an oven tray in this heat, germs, Read more
I lost my purse yesterday. It wasn’t in any of its usual hideouts – the bread bin was empty, and the peg bag wasn’t harbouring it either. I drove up to the Little Seymours’ school, disturbed the office ladies and even a lesson or two, by rummaging in bags and Read more
Blogging, it seems, is a useful tool. Especially when it comes to communicating with one’s spouse. I recommend it. And here is why: Everyone is busy these days. Busy doing whatever. I am not really sure what I do but I know that I am very, very busy indeed. Big Read more
Living in The Shed is alright, actually. It’s not cold, it’s lovely when it rains and it makes us feel close to nature. I have become so aware of what is going on down here at the bottom of the garden, that I have taken it upon myself to name Read more
This morning, when I was waving Little Seymour Number One off on her school bus, I squealed with delight when I noticed that the poppies we smuggled home in Seymour book bags last summer have produced the most beautiful array of colour in front of the desecration that is The Read more
The Four Little Seymours have had a funny few weeks, really. If I’m honest, I think we may have reached a pivotal point in the renovation of the Funny Little Bungalow – the point at which we all feel a little bit like it might be easier to just give Read more
There’s a member of JLS naked in my garden. I’m not sure whether it’s JB or Oritse. It’s certainly not Aston. He’s too tall. I think it might have something to do with the Barbie pool party that Mini Seymour held in the Radio Flyer at the weekend, which was Read more
I wasn’t going to write a post here today – it wasn’t on “the schedule”. Instead, whilst folding the laundry, I resolved to jack in my other blog, where I am serialising a novel I haven’t written yet, but instead found myself adding just one more chapter to “The Curious Read more
Four Little Seymours live on a building site. Sometimes, it might surprise you to read that I forget this fact. We muddle along accepting shed life as the norm, and overall, life is good. But maybe this existence is taking its toll… I must admit that this week, I have Read more
For those who might be interested, I will be serialising my current novel, “The Curious Metamorphosis of Edna Fossell” on my new website, www.becseymour.co.uk. Whilst fourlittleseymours is entirely factual and bound by the limitations of truth, I can really let rip when such constraints are not binding me… It’s probably Read more