September

It is only September, but already, my children are looking like they have been dragged through the proverbial hedge not just backwards, but sideways, too. On Friday morning, Mini Seymour emerged from the vehicle and I had to do a double-take as I tried to work out if there was Read more

Changes

Where to begin? As usual, I have left my update too long and now could write a novel about all the things that have been happening in Seymourland since my last post. I leave it so long because: I’m busy, I can’t be bothered, I doubt anyone is really interested Read more

House Hunting.

This week, I have viewed an eighteenth century cottage with no boiler, a bungalow-cum-tortoise zoo and an old Victorian cottage with village hall attached complete with a very healthy specimen of a certain notifiable plant species growing happily within the grounds. We shall not be buying any of those. Meanwhile, Read more

Monday Morning

A little Monday morning update, in the interests of getting it off my chest… The sun is shining! The birds are singing! A new day has begun. Someone is hunting and pilfering their confiscated mobile phone.  Someone is rummaging in their DIRTY laundry basket for leggings to wear, bypassing the Read more