The Hearth of Mopsus

Over the months I’ve been secretly rather gratified to see traffic on this blog go up. It’s helped to think there might be souls out there ...

A lot of churches have a memorial book of some kind. Ours at Swanvale Halt is particularly intended to help remember those whose ashes are...

It was via my friend Madame Morbidfrog on Facebook that I discovered my favourite London Goth club night, Tanz Macabre, is no more. DJ Fai...

A reverse-charge message came to my mobile from my regular interlocutor Karly. I knew not to reply to this – the last time it cost me £4 – ...

I say mass in a little side chapel of the church; there's about a dozen of us. I'm facing away from them, facing the cross. I pic...

Gatherings of Swanvale Halt Messy Church vary hugely from one occasion to the next. In March we had the highest numbers we'd drawn for...

Candlestub Clem sat on a chair in church next to the candle stand where he’d just lit a light for his poorly sister. ‘You know me, Father, ...