The first whiff of autumn, down on the village green
Low sun, scarves and shivers.
Fireworks and candles.
Ever changing sky over Chorlton-cum-Hardy.
Author Archives: Mark
Winterville
Good Vibrations
After some jiggery-pokery behind the scenes, The Vibes is now available as a scruffy old cloth-bound book. Which has been left on the floor. Of a beach hut.
It’s still the faithful old Adventure Journal theme, which you can find on your WordPress dashboard, but I had to say goodbye to my spiral-bound notebook, which so many people borrowed for their own blogs. Hope you like the new look!
Summer Ghost

As the pumpkins grin with Harvest mischief, and the smell of gunpowder hangs in the crisp air, I have the memories of a great summer to keep me warm.

It’s All About the Satyr
It looks like the whole tradition of Halloween goes back thousands of years, which makes me feel so much better when I’m walking around looking diabolical.
Mummery, or the art of disguise was supposed to confuse the spirits of evil by imitating them and confusing their dark hearts, rendering them useless.
Gotta love those Pagans, whose Gaelic heritage was plundered by the invention of christianity, and our loveable horny, primitive Satyr (the hairy drunken guy who will do anyone for a laugh) gets cast as Satan, Lord of Darkness. Sounds like a bum deal to me. Some of my best nights have been with Satyrs.
All Hallows’ Eve’s a Comin’
Getting in the mood for the night of the wandering dead.
This is Wicked Uncle Truffle from Kathleen Hale’s lavishly illustrated children’s book Orlando the Marmalade Cat (His Silver Wedding) which was a favourite of mine as a little devil. Read more about the wicked world of Kathleen Hale here.








