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Jam Day!

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Today I made jam - a dozen jars from blackberries I foraged in the country lanes around Bromsgrove. That's nearly 6 kilos, which might s...

Bat Globe

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I bought myself a bat globe A long long time ago It's full of tiny plastic bats Instead of flakes of snow A haunted house sits in the ...

Trick or Treat

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Trick or treat!" the creature shrieked At the old woman who had opened the door Its costume was very convincing: A smart suit and shiny...

We're The Folk in Horror

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We're the folk in horror but you'll find no cultists here. We worship the same gods as you: Love Island, sports and beer. The parish...

The Thing Under the Bed

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Well this is starting to become something of a pattern isn't it? Putting sod all on this blog for months (or in this case, YEARS) on end...

Happy Hallowe'en 2020

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This, as I'm sure you can see, is my Master Painter t-shirt from the inaugural 1987 Golden Demon Awards. Strangely, there exists no phot...

His First Change

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 Okay, we're past the dead of the moon. I think it's safe to post this now. * Youngest was of age and the time of his change had com...

Here's One I Prepared Earlier

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Hello, what's this? ( Blows dust off lid, opens it. Hinges creak. Something falls off. ) Cripes, I haven't been in here for a while....

Beneath the Dragon's Mound

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I've just stumbled blinking into the light of October, having shut myself away all summer to finish the next book for Titan ('The Bo...

Speaking Frankly

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I don’t get out much. I’ve never been much of a gig-goer (gigger? Giggist?) so when I do it’s a bit of an adventure for me. On Wednesday n...