A long time ago a Scouse Pagan who I like very much asked me to write about my illness. Several diagnoses, a lot of tests and a long time since that request I find myself having a bad day. I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, essentially this is the absence of a diagnosis. They can’t find … Read More

Apparently I don’t do it right, this whole blogging malarkey. I’m neither columnist not expert, I’m not giving my opinions on a specific subject, I have no discernible brand. This is making sure I have something sensational to read on the train, I’ve tried blogging for readers or reasons – it doesn’t work. What has … Read More

I’m attempting to blog with The Pagan Experience again this year – we’ll see how I manage. The theme this month is Spiritual Growth and I have to admit to being, certainly initially, less than inspired. Spiritual Growth either reminds me of various assemblies in primary school being alternately led by the local Methodist Minister … Read More

Castle Moon has (technically) five museums, some of which are more Lolita meet friendly than others (and yet for all my EGL Club organisation I’ve never organised a meet in one). This being a small place the museums are quite small too.  The City Museum is one I quite like – I suspect because of … Read More

I’m doing Lace a la Mode‘s 365 Lifestyle Lolita challenge. Day One was to set a goal for my wardrobe. It’s a mess and hugely disorganised, I want to work out what I want to keep and what doesn’t hugely suit me. I also need to do a couple of zip repairs and could do … Read More

1. Get my latest manuscript out there in some form by the end of the year. 2. Lose the two stone I gained last year. 3. Get back up a mountain.

1.What did you do in 2015 that you’d never done before? Cancelled a horror event with five hours to spare due to the venue being without electricity or running water – yes due to the substation flooding. 2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year? 1. Nearly, … Read More

Today I went to a market held at an Equestrian Centre. Now this might strike you as foolish if you’ve ever heard my thousand and one tales about being allergic to horses.  I have been allergic to horses from as early as I can remember. I was about two, my parents put me on a … Read More

I’ve spent my evening lighting candles and remembering the dead. It’s been an oddly quiet sort of Samhain, no interruptions by children, just myself and the altar and my memories. Often I just light tealights, one for each of the dead, tonight I’ve done full blown candles and some of the married couples have had … Read More

When I was thirteen a typical evening would involve me being on the phone for hours. I know it was hours because my Dad would frequently shout at me for it. Those hours would be invariably the same person, I know because I was only allowed to call someone for twenty minutes at a time … Read More