This homelessness thing is getting old. We have almost run out of options… we cannot be at the mercy of kind friends any longer. And so, I am delighted to announce that we have a date on which we can Read more
Nothing is ever straightforward in Seymourland. Of course, there’s the ongoing saga of the homelessness. And the persistent issues surrounding THOSE EVIL DEVICES! That battle rages on, and is actually turning into more of a war with myself. I wonder Read more
I hate technology! Hate it, hate it, hate it. But what I hate more than technology is the CONFLICT that technology generates. Or at least, the conflict that it generates within my family. Maybe everybody else in all the other Read more
Upon finding ourselves living in a caravan, we were keen to make the most of every opportunity to BE OUT OF THE CARAVAN. Suffice to say that even two Little Seymours in such close proximity at this time of year, Read more
We lived in Worthing for a month, and it was interesting! It is a period of time we won’t forget – it was memorable for so many reasons. We stayed there temporarily whilst awaiting our onward move, and it felt Read more
We have lived in Worthing for about three weeks now, and it’s been eventful! Since arriving, Boy has miraculously been awarded Scout of the Year, we have a new Prime Minister, the Queen has died, and Number One has left Read more
It is only September, but already, my children are looking like they have been dragged through the proverbial hedge not just backwards, but sideways, too. On Friday morning, Mini Seymour emerged from the vehicle and I had to do a Read more
Where to begin? As usual, I have left my update too long and now could write a novel about all the things that have been happening in Seymourland since my last post. I leave it so long because: I’m busy, Read more
My baby girl is eighteen! And homeless. I must remember to apologise to her for this unfortunate fact. Eighteen years ago, a scrawny little Seymour was born, all spindly and fragile. She was an excellent baby, and not much trouble Read more
This week, I have viewed an eighteenth century cottage with no boiler, a bungalow-cum-tortoise zoo and an old Victorian cottage with village hall attached complete with a very healthy specimen of a certain notifiable plant species growing happily within the Read more