Boris, please! I know you have a gargantuan task ahead. I do. I don’t envy your responsibilities right now, I don’t. But seriously now. Seriously. Be brave. Let us out. I swear to God, this LOCKDOWN is killing us. Our Read more
Time is passing by so quickly – in spite of the current godawful groundhog day situation. So much has happened recently that I’ve wanted to document, yet my recent head fug has put paid to that. Now, in the spirit Read more
I’m sorry I’ve been silent. Things have been…. strange. My usual form of therapy – getting stuff down in writing – hasn’t been working, and so the blog has lain dormant. I considered calling it a day. It’s a tough Read more
In April, during Lockdown Mark One, I got very excited about going to Tesco. I tried and tried to get a delivery slot, but COULD NOT. So I braved the store. And spent a fortune. Week on week, I ventured Read more
Dogs. TV shows. Tribunals. Poorly relatives. Exam results. Sore bits. Pandemics. Life has gone just a little crazy. But it got me thinking. The Funny Little Bungalow story has been neglected. Anyone might think we had finished it, and were Read more
I washed my hair today. And applied a bit of make-up. This was in the daylight – unusual for me, because then I feel like the layers of stuff I have put on make me look a bit… like mutton Read more
Last night, in an attempt to leave the dog on his own for a few hours in the evening, ALL OF THE SEYMOURS went to the cinema. This is rare. Firstly because we have Netflix. Who needs the cinema when Read more
Yesterday, mooching up the High Street in The Village, I suddenly realised that masks aren’t so bad after all! Because there I was, pootling to the Post Office when I realised that I was talking to myself. Again. I talk Read more
Oh, masks. Masks masks masks. I bloody hate them. Sorry! I am not refusing to wear one, I’d just like to state, before we go any further. I wear my mask when necessary. I do. And there is an obvious Read more
The Four Little Seymours wanted a dog. The Four Little Seymours have wanted a dog, in varying degrees, for several years now. They love dogs. I have resisted. Big Seymour has resisted. We have a lot going on. We don’t Read more