Yep. The Shed is leaking. On the flip-side, I have started a VLOG. It’s rubbish – I much prefer the anonymity of the written word. But someone said I should try it, so I am. Check it out here if Read more
Over the last couple of weeks, we have been unfaithful to the Funny Little Bungalow. And to The Shed. For we did abandon them both gaily, to flee this half-life lived in semi-squalor. Our neighbours down the road decided that Read more
On Monday, I did a terrible thing. A thing so heinous, that I cringed and cowered as the effects of my actions reverberated around me, and I tried to melt into invisibility. It was Boy Seymour’s birthday at the start Read more
And on the Sixteenth Day, The Four Little Seymours did decree that there would be a Christmas Tree in The Shed after all. So now, after a visit to The Jumble Sale, we now not only have bloody fake festive Read more
Oh, Funny Little Bungalow! How I miss you. So near, yet so far! So grand, yet so bloody awful. I am trying very hard not to wish this time away. There are numerous moments when I look at the Four Read more
The secret of The Queen’s rude health and happy life is, as declared by Boy Seymour at 8.15 this morning, excellent health care. Marvellous. That is marvellous. I am a big fan of The Queen, and very happy for her. Read more
Please excuse my recent silence – I am very busy at the moment trying hard to carve an imaginary career out of thin air, whilst attempting to figure out a way to support this whim financially. I fear I will Read more
Despite the fact that I have now been alive for more than forty years, it still took me until half past nine this morning before it dawned on me that the reason I didn’t find today’s alarm call too heinously Read more
Normally, I like a dark sky. There’s something very exciting about an eerie light behind the clouds, and the promise of lots of lovely rain. But I have to say that yellow skies make me feel a bit sick. And Read more
When will you be finished? How long will you have to live in The Shed? Surely you’ll be in by Christmas? What is your timescale…? These are the queries of the moment. The million dollar ponderings. The enquiries to top Read more