Tilly Simms hadn’t really enjoyed the celebrations of the festival of Día de los Muertos as she had been very troubled by the strange behaviour of a small furry cat who prowls his way through the sleepy hamlet of All Hallows…Read More
For here inside the Harum Scarum Emporium which is carefully shielded by the prickliest thorn bushes and whispering trees in the bleakest part of the hamlet and with no fabulous frock to wear or a sumptuous banquet to enjoy – the reclusive and unfriendly crone Claire Eno is busy pottering about and cooking up some rather unusual elixr…Read More
“Oh my!” sighed Tilly as she thought about Murphy stalking the All Hallows graveyard at dusk with some very odd white foam on his face!
And why was he suddenly leaving his grey fur all over the place?Read More
For as long as I can remember, I have always enjoyed a fascination with (and a sneaky regard!) for these undead creatures of folklore and mythology.
However, as much as I appreciate that this interest of mine will not be shared by everybody and so in keeping with the ideas of ‘mischief’ and the ‘incomprehensible’ that Scoffern has attributed to the Vampyre – I have created something of a fantastical store which seeks to offer those essential accoutrements for any discerning hunter or slayer of the undead…Read More
Yes, dear reader, it IS true – the Yorvik Faerie is now NO more!Read More