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Checking In
I have no idea where to begin with a post, after so long without one. I could write about my current obsession with sea gardens. I should write a list of all the unfinished projects at the the current Funny Read more
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Trauma: the sandwich variety amongst others
I have reached the stage in my children’s lives where they mind most of the things I do. Well, to put it more precisely, some of them (one of them in particular) mind all of the things I do, and Read more
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Quatre Vingts
A couple of weeks ago, my mother had a big birthday celebration in our garden. This celebration has been over a year in the planning, conceived as an idea back when May 2024 felt like an age away, and when Read more
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Meddling at The Funky Little Bungalow
Boy Seymour has been meddling. He meddles with lots of things: cupboards with food in, bicycles, TV remotes, and more recently – my hairdryer. This is a new development, prompted by fashion, I believe. Boy carves things up, smashes things Read more
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My Familiar
I think I have mentioned here before that I think I must be a witch. Eerie things happen often in my life, good eerie things, but eerie things nonetheless. And I am more than happy to be a bit witchy, Read more
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Inflation
Eight years ago today, a standard sized pack of Original Pringles cost a mere 75p. This is no guess, nor is it an estimate. It isn’t a rose-tinted, warped idealist recollection, either. It is a FACT. I know this because Read more
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PROUD
Little Seymour Number One went to an audition when she was about seven, for a small part in a local church’s nativity-cum-pantomine extravaganza. Grandma took her along, because Grandma’s friend was running the show, and when Number One returned home Read more
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A Spot of Bother
The Four Little Seymours are not bad kids. OK, they have their faults, like we all do. A lot of the faults are tech-related, or revision-related – you, know, the usual kind of stuff. Luckily, we are yet to experience Read more
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Here’s to a Magical New Year!
January 2024! By gosh, that feels very futuristic. Like a movie set in space, or a story by George Orwell. But no. Here we are, two thousand and twenty four years after the birth of Little Baby Jesus, or thereabouts, Read more
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Me and Matt and Loads of Other People
Yesterday, my brother presented me with a copy of Matt Haig’s Reasons to Stay Alive. In handing it over, he gave a brief description of its general theme (the author suffered with his mental health) and then caveat-ed his verbal Read more