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My 2004 Baby
In July 2004, Little Seymour Number One was born. A tiny little thing she was, with blue eyes and limbs so thin I was scared of accidentally snapping them. I remember the first time she smiled at me – or Read more
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LIFE: POSTPONED
So the play is cancelled. After months of rehearsals, stress, worry and fear, the play that was proving so tricky is now on hold until October, unless the world is over by then. I was disappointed – I was ready Read more
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Is it Spring yet?
The Four Little Seymours like to make their own entertainment. Well, the Naughty Two do, anyway. Hence why they are commonly known as The Buggers. After heeding my nagging about getting off devices for once, Mini and Boy went into Read more
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Gurning in the Street
Kids. I love them. I had spent time one morning hunting down an errant judo kit, and had placed it by the back door, from where we leave to go to school. I had prepared all the packed lunches, and Read more
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The Terrifying New Play
Oh deary me. What was I thinking? I have gone and got myself into a real pickle and like The Sword of Damocles, that pickle is hanging over my head, threatening to engulf and annihilate me at any moment. I Read more
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The Perils of Supply Teaching
After several failed interviews recently, I am resorting to my back-up plan, which is to be a supply teacher. Supply teaching is a funny old game. I am a qualified teacher, and as such, I have all the paperwork and Read more
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Mini Seymour’s Glasses
Woe is me. I think I have made a terrible mistake. A few days ago, Mini Seymour had an optician’s appointment. She’s had a chequered history with the people at Boots. She was originally diagnosed with a suspected squint, astigmatism Read more
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Mummy Seymour: Portrait Painter Extra-Ordinaire!
Never one to believe my own suspicions regarding how inept I am at most things, I have chosen to become a portrait painter. I have told myself – repeatedly – that I can’t paint people. I may be ok at Read more
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Awkward Questions
10.01.20 The day my daughter spoke those dreadful words… “What is a (I can barely bear to type it…) clitoris.” Ew. Apparently, the word features in a school drama script. A SCHOOL DRAMA SCRIPT, I TELL YOU! Knowledge of the Read more
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The Family Trumpet
I had an email a few months ago, from a peripatetic (great word!) trumpet teacher at Little Seymour Number Two’s school. The email came through late at night, and was full of praise for my child’s ability to make tunes Read more