Today, I resolved to do a white wash. Mostly, I chuck all the vaguely pale articles in the machine together. Whatever happens, at least they’ll be fresher when they come out than when they went in. But not today. Today, I even purchased some Vanish. So they won’t just be Read more
I don’t have a real horse. I’d like one, but… you know. They cost a bit. So, instead of a real horse, I have wall horses. Wall horses are one of the benefits of living in a dilapidated and really rather shabby bungalow that needs to be entirely re-decorated once Read more
Monday was a good day. Not only did Mini Seymour stay all day at school and seem to enjoy it, but also… The Magic Digger arrived and footings were dug. Not only dug, but also filled with a small mortgage’s worth of concrete. We knew we could say goodbye to Read more
It’s really hot today. So hot, in fact, that I’m resisting the urge to complain. I am not too hot. I just haven’t chosen the right clothing for the conditions. I can never manage that. But the point that I am coming to is that, soon, when these hot days Read more
And before we know it, they’ll all have left home just in time to have their own bedrooms.
So, I knew that this was a big project. I understood that it would be long-winded and therefore, potentially, stressful. Big Seymour has explained that it won’t be like the last place, where we lived in and around the work being done. This time, we’d have to move out. I Read more
Well, the rot has set in. Our poor little bungalow really is feeling its age. The walls are cultivating an ever-more colourful array of micro organisms, and nothing seems to prevent the growth. I don’t remember this last winter. Perhaps the bungalow has held out just long enough to hear Read more
There is a plaque on the door that reads, simply, “Hope”. It’s a Christmas decoration, really. But I am leaving it there. It seems appropriate somehow. Because, to look at our house now, it is rather bleak. The breeze block wall at the front, which severely restricts access to the Read more
Planning Permission achieved, our funny bungalow is now at the “looking worse before it looks better” stage. I think it will be in this phase for quite a long while. Where once we had a double-glazed, very useful porch area, we now have half a breeze block wall. Surrounding a Read more