Yep. The Celotex has finally done him in. After months of roofing and demolition, hammering and sawing, it is the poking of assorted sizes of foil-backed insulation into the spaces between the noggins that has finally reduced Big Seymour to his knees.
And he hasn’t finished yet.
I think it must be something to do with the age I am at but there seems to be significance in everything currently. Significance doesn’t mean good nor bad – it probably just means that Read more
At last! Hurrah! The government has seen sense and has today announced that social media will be banned for anyone under sixteen! This is monumentally fabulous. I spend a whole lot of time arguing with Read more
GCSEs are well underway and Boy Seymour is… loving life! Last night, in preparation for his Physics exam, he was “researching Michael Jackson” at 11.30pm. Coz that’s gonna help. With two weeks to go until Read more
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