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
We have exchanged contracts on our house sale! This is… exciting..? But whenever I tell people, they either look at me bemusedly, or laugh maniacally. What’s so funny? Well, when you break it down, it is throwing caution to the Read more
So, we have sold our house. It is finished, and we love it. We are happy here, so why are we selling it? It is a question we’ve asked ourselves many times. There is only one answer: it is what Read more
A little Monday morning update, in the interests of getting it off my chest… The sun is shining! The birds are singing! A new day has begun. Someone is hunting and pilfering their confiscated mobile phone. Someone is rummaging in Read more
Tuesday was a momentous day. I don’t think it will happen again. The Four Little Seymours were all under the “care”of the same school – on different sites, but that’s just splitting hairs. It did kind of happen a few Read more
Children are clever. Adults, it seems, are not so clever. There is a craze going around school at the moment, whereby children have certain phallic confectionery items hidden about their person, secreted within blazer creases and trouser pockets. These sweets Read more