There is a plaque on the door that reads, simply, “Hope”. It’s a Christmas decoration, really. But I am leaving it there. It seems appropriate somehow. Because, to look at our house now, it is rather bleak. The breeze block Read more
Planning Permission achieved, our funny bungalow is now at the “looking worse before it looks better” stage. I think it will be in this phase for quite a long while. Where once we had a double-glazed, very useful porch area, Read more
As of this morning, the bus stop has moved! Parent power has prevailed, and it might just be that I let Little Seymour Number One walk to the bus stop alone in the morning… Gulp. Now I just have to Read more
So finally, after three attempts, we have finally managed to secure planning permission to turn our funny little bungalow into something that might fit the Four Little Seymours, plus all their associated paraphernalia. Oh, and the Big Seymours, too. WHOOP! Read more
The bus company is ignoring me. It seems that they may find me a bit of a nuisance. A nuisance? Me? Absurd. On a more positive note, Little Seymour Number One, it seems, has settled better than I could have Read more
I think I may have a battle ahead… So, my fresh new Year Seven child has been getting on the bus now for eleven days. It’s becoming a bit less scary for both of us as each day passes. And, Read more
My biggest little girl (Little Seymour#1) has now been at secondary school for nine days. And it is with some shame that I realise the truth, and that is that I am not coping! She’s my baby. She’s only tiny. Read more