On The Edge
Last weekend, I declared: ” I’m a bit on edge at the moment.” It was a statement made to remind myself just how precarious life is and how we must not be complacent about safety… The incident that prompted this Read more
Last weekend, I declared: ” I’m a bit on edge at the moment.” It was a statement made to remind myself just how precarious life is and how we must not be complacent about safety… The incident that prompted this Read more
It has been a funny week chez Seymour. In fact, it’s been a funny few months, really. I think the upshot of it all is that maybe, the Living On Top Of Each Other thing might just have started to Read more
We have a new member of the family. He is called Sputnik. He is seven feet tall and has his own bedroom. Big Seymour finished Sputnik’s bedroom before anyone else’s. Sputnik has a lot of orifices. More than you might Read more
Big Seymour and I are going travelling. We are planning to sit on beaches at sunset. We want to pan for gold in the Klondike. There may even be some skiing involved. And lots and lots of delicious, regional, exotic Read more
I would like to point out that lots has been happening in The Funny Little Bungalow recently. Big Seymour has been very busy, as always. But I am sure you don’t really want to hear that he put another strip Read more
I’ve never really liked Status Quo. Their music annoys me. Yet I can’t seem to help but hum along. In the same way, the status quo with The Funny Little Bungalow is annoying me. But still, we hum along. Of Read more
The Four Little Seymours are currently lost around our local village. I left them there on Friday, abandoned near the funeral directors, the church, the library and the park. It was hard to walk away. I kept popping back – Read more
Hello! I am updating the ol’ blog after a long absence, for which I apologise. I have a lot of excuses. They are thus: – I had guests. In the actual house! The Funny Little Bungalow was inhabited by real Read more
She’s gone! Little Seymour Number One has had enough of shed life, sleeping next to small children and living in the dark. She’s left home, and gone to live in France. Apparently, I have heard it on the grapevine that Read more
I apologise for my last post which was, quite frankly, rather miserable. I would like to update this week with slightly more enthusiasm. My excuse for the negativity is that Big Seymour, who usually just ploughs on regardless, had finally, Read more