Happy New Year
So we’ve had a bit of radio silence over the holidays, pondering what comes next (and there was an abortive house move in there, too,… Read More »Happy New Year
So we’ve had a bit of radio silence over the holidays, pondering what comes next (and there was an abortive house move in there, too,… Read More »Happy New Year
Hard to believe, but today is not only Vincent Price’s 105th birthday and Christopher Lee’s 94th birthday—it’s ten years since Alex Toth passed away. (Peter Cushing’s 103rd was yesterday.)
Most importantly, to me, today is ten years since my mother died. (Yes, she and Alex died on the same day.)

Mom on her 21st birthday, August 13th 1964.
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Well, happy new year, while there’s still 20 minutes to say it in 2015. Which was a rubbish year. Will 2016 be any better? Fred isn’t convinced…
In a break from my regular postings about the collapse of society, doom & gloom and the need for REVOLUTION NOW… we’ve just started a new horror group for Birmingham! The first meeting was on Saturday (Dec 5th). Honorary President Ramsey Campbell appeared via Skype. Pic below; click for larger version!
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Thus ends another year!
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Well, I’ve left the blog unattended for aeons again. Just wanted to sneak in before this year is over and done with.
Hasn’t been a very good year, apart from the Bowie stuff. Chaotic, frustrating, lacking in any of the progress or affirmation I’m looking for.
And then, on November 25th, the author Joel Lane, who’d become a very good friend of mine in recent times, passed away suddenly. His delayed funeral, which I attended, was on December 23rd.

The January 2012 Lodge meeting—Joel is at the back, partially obscured. The others are Steve Green, me and Theresa Derwin.
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One of the things demanding an amount of my time recently has been trying to move. This activity has actually become an enduring theme in my life in recent years—and I still haven’t managed it. I don’t live in Birmingham per se. I live in a small town about 15 miles North. I’ve spent a large chunk of my life in this town variously. I’ve escaped a couple of times and somehow been sucked back in. As much as I hate this place (the small town), I’m sure it’s at least a bit unfair to aim that hatred at Birmingham as such.
I’ve even been looking for a place in Brum. But I have a few technical hurdles, let’s say, and being a dog owner happens to be one of them. Poor old Fred.
I’m backdating this post. I was preoccupied on the day and later went out with Steve to see a movie and have a quick drink.
But I had to mark the fact that August 13th 2013 would’ve been mom’s 70th birthday. Here’s she aged 21 in 1964…
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You might’ve noticed (all three of you!) that I haven’t blogged on here for six months. Choke. Yeah, well, lots on my plate and etc… Read More »Six Months!
Guess I’d better squeeze a last posting in while it’s still 2011. I hope everyone has a good year. I have a Resolution or two… Read More »It’s 2012