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
I am a big old prude, it’s fair to say. I don’t like discussing rudery, I won’t go bra-less and I hate it when I have to explain the excruciating facts of life to children – either my own or Read more
I want to correct something from my last post… It has been on my mind. I have started my new job this week. And – whilst I may have suggested I am “supremely overqualified” for it (how pompous!) I am Read more
I hate selling houses. It seems like a good idea at the time and then – BOOM! Your home isn’t your own, the slightest scratch or dent in the paintwork is punishable by crucifixion and the hamster, who normally has Read more
Showbiz update: Little Seymour Number Two is going to be Matilda in the school play! Number One is playing her mother. Meanwhile, I cannot stop watching Tim Minchin on Youtube,and wondering if he’d be as proud as I am, if Read more
Where do they go? It’s the classic question that everyone asks. Unless they are hobbits. Or fish. Or maybe double amputees. Socks literally just disappear. Which is annoying, and curious. It’s not the world’s worst problem, unless the socks are Read more