My Nanna and I were close when I was small and blonde. She is one of the people who shaped me into this woman who's writing to you today. This wyrd, crazily enthusiastic, deeply passionate woman who never wants to do life half arsed. But then something happened, and our relationship started to come away… Continue reading Death, You Should Have Warned Me You Were Coming
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 