FOUR LITTLE SEYMOURS

So, I knew that this was a big project. I understood that it would be long-winded and therefore, potentially, stressful. Big Seymour has explained that it won’t be like the last place, where we lived in and around the work Read more

Well, the rot has set in. Our poor little bungalow really is feeling its  age. The walls are cultivating an ever-more colourful array of micro organisms, and nothing seems to prevent the growth. I don’t remember this last winter. Perhaps Read more

Friday Monday Some time in between

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

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