Posted on January 19, 2018
Over Christmas, plenty of people will have tuned into such BBC highlights as Doctor Who or the new Julia Donaldson adaptation, The Highway Rat. But one thing which might have slipped under the radar is the 2016 adaptation of Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes.
Posted on January 5, 2018
For Nathan, in return for all the whiskey and gadgets
Posted on November 28, 2016
Today I am pleased to have Icy Sedgwick guesting on my blog. If you visit her website, there is a free book up for grabs - her five star rated “Harbingers: Dark Tales of Speculative Fiction”.
Posted on September 24, 2016
Those who read my posts over at Ginger Nuts of Horror will know that I try to be fair in my reviews. I’ve only ever had one book where I was so appalled by the writing that I felt unable to write anything positive in a review. There is usually something of merit in most things. And if you want scathing film reviews, I would suggest checking out the Pop Verse website, run by my Breaking the Glass Slipper co-host, Megan Graeig. That girl does not hold back.
Posted on June 13, 2016
So, it seems the hassle of present giving spilled over from Christmas into January and February with a slew of family birthdays. I also became a guest blogger over at Jane and Bex’s Book Blog, reviewing two excellent books: the fantastical “Uprooted” by Naomi Novik and the chilling novel “The Ritual” by Adam Nevill.
Posted on December 23, 2015
In the previous blog, I looked at the real Saint Nicholas who was one of the key influences on our current Santa Claus. I say “one of” because, despite everyone thinking that the figure portrayed in Clement C Moore’s poem “A Visit from Saint Nicholas” (more commonly known as “Twas the Night Before Christmas”) is the epitome of the Santa we know and love, it turns out that’s far from the truth. And the popular theory that Santa wears red and white because of a Coca Cola advertising campaign is not as straightforward or as accurate as it may seem.
Posted on December 13, 2015
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
Posted on December 4, 2015
I remember being bought my first proper horror book. It was Halloween and my father had driven us into Richmond to go shopping. On the way, we’d passed Ellerton Abbey, whose long driveway had carved and lit pumpkins lining up each side in readiness for a wedding. It was a fantastic sight, one which alas I’ve never seen repeated. (For a sense of scale, check out this picture and imagine it’s lined with carved pumpkins rather than snow).
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