Given the current global financial apocalypse I assume that most of you are now eating shoe leather for dinner, wailing yourselves to sleep in damp & draughty cardboard boxes, and shaking your sore-encrusted fists at an …

Yesterday afternoon I spent several minutes wandering around a very large shopping centre car park. Though this was not, I'm happy to say, the highlight of my weekend thus far, I did chance upon the below (groovy) images. Proof (as …

Misanthrope? Misogynist? Satirist? Supernaturalist?

Tonight, on Dreadful Thoughts, we're not only getting out the club magnifying glass to squint at the werewolf myth (through the prism of "Gabriel Ernest"), but also asking (in strong, but …

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Though this thing we call the internet generally caters effectively to the colourful needs of the planet's fetishists, paranoids, perverts and obsessives, there are areas of enthusiasm that remain curiously (and sadly) neglected. Take …

Being (occasionally) a collaborative sort who (occasionally) values input, I canvassed regular and semi-regular Dreadful Thoughts "members" as to what tale they'd most like to cover in Story Club session number 9. After last week's …

Bit of light, wholesome family fun for you all on this pissy, piddly Saturday afternoon. Having been laid up sick for the last week I've had naught to do but work my way through a sizeable number of DVDs (always …

Poor Polidori. That's the title of D. L. MacDonald's (critical) biography of the sometime author and physician we turn our attentions to on this damp, grey and windy night. And a fitting title it …

By way of buildup to next Monday's (miss it and you'll die crying) John Polidori Vampyre-fest, I hereby present a post on a strangely neglected topic. Namely, "Mathematics and the Undead".

Like many parents of glamorous …

For the eight session of our Dreadful Thoughts story club we're heading way back to the Villa Diodati - summer residence of Byron & Co. and scene of a spooky story competition …

This just in. Thanks to one of the many trans-dimensional portals opened by the CERN experiment I've managed to lock my homemade tractor beam onto something previously thought lost and irretrievably wrecked - the USS Dreadful Thoughts. Since it's …

There's something vaguely touching and poignant about mysteries that have (due to the whims of fashion) passed out of mainstream popular consciousness. Where once they might have been given high billing on Arthur C. …

As stated in my last post, we recently returned from an extended-family holiday in Connemara where, for much of the time, the wind howled deafeningly and the rain fell in buckets poured by a wrathful …

After almost a full month away from the keyboard (a month partially spent hunting lake monsters, and getting very wet, in Connemara), I return to bloggerly duties clutching a Waterford Crystal-esque award to my bosom.

Many thanks to …

Before the NES, the SNES, the N64, the…well you can see the pattern – there was, in the old family homestead, the Amstrad CPC 464 (affectionately known as the Arnold). Though I'd previously played …

On my way into work this morning, as I tried to shake off the dull lethargy that frequently grips me in the hours before noon, I saw a giant version of this on the back of a bus:…