Monday, December 09, 2024

At church, meeting the editor and 2,000 people are listening.

1. Charles the Martyr tends towards high church, and the scent of incense and furniture polish draws a murmured, 'This smells like heaven,' from a dad herding small children through the door. The church is  looking particularly twinkly and charming decked out for the Christmas Tree festival. Nick and I are very pleased we managed to come along in the spare hour before I catch my train.

2. At a table is the actual editor of The Fortean Times, and we get to chat with him for a moment.

3. Uncanny Con, the conference for the podcast Uncanny, has taken The Royal Festival Hall this year, and the scale is quite something. I love best those pin-drop moments when people in the 2,000-strong audience share their paranormal experiences. I'm also pretty excited to see footage of a visit to a horribly haunted bothy, and to see the man who experienced said haunting.

Right paper, bin night and correspondence.

1. I have just the right paper -- tiny Japanese pages, not much larger than business cards, printed with wisteria in full bloom. 2. Bin nigh...