It was bad enough when Number One went. But Little Seymour Number Two has now gone and got so old, she has had to leave her lovely little village church school and venture to the comp’ down the road, a scary bus drive away… When I started my blog, Number Read more
The Four Little Seymours have just returned from their first ever festival – Fuzzyfest 2017! They have all gone to school this morning tattooed up to the hilt, with hair that smells of campfires and heads full of the memories of a fabulous weekend. With our current housing situation, any Read more
I miss the Funny Little Bungalow. It’s only up the garden, and, as we know, The Shed is absolutely fine. For now. But there is something about that old place that bewitches me. In a good way. You wouldn’t think that standing in a derelict kitchen with no roof rafters, Read more
Happy Birthday, Prince William, sir! Today is the longest day! The Summer Equinox! Is that right? It can’t be, surely. It seems like five minutes ago when I declared to The Four Little Seymours that “It is December the twenty-first! The Shortest Day! It’s all going to get better Read more