Turns out I'm wearing a matching jumper, too.

It's a good 'un!

He makes no claim to be a punk (though he could always use the John Lydon butter defence if he did).

It's perhaps worth pointing out, by the way, that features like this really benefit from a print layout. The full-page photograph of Samppa Tölli skating on a frozen lake, exclusive to the magazine, is an absolute beauty.

It'll be a fine and shiny cover, that's for sure. You're the king of disinterring lost spook stories, so you are.

This reminds me I forgot to send you a photie of the Dead of Summer's starring role in the Hare and Hawthorn window display that coincided with said tome's May Day tour in Hastings.

Of course! Have just replied to Johnny - sorry, I've been helping produce 1.400 bunches of rhododendron since daybreak to help turn the town green tomorrow. You know how it is this time of year. Here's a bonus pic - Hannah the giant with her copy (unfortunately it blends with her blouse slightly).

Plenty of interest from revellers and Hannah the giant witch as we danced up the dawn in Hastings this May Day morning.

Ahem...

I get the impression the Daily Mail's stance hasn't changed a great deal in the intervening years.

I know envy is a deadly sin and I'm very happy with the lovely books I received for Christmas. Nevertheless, I can't stop thinking about this (spotted yesterday) and wondering if it's too late to ask for a time machine for my birthday so I can go back and amend the list I wrote to Santa.

2015 was the last time anyone tried, but they couldn't get past the cliff defences.

The seance poster reproduction that came with my subscriber's copy was a lovely surprise (and the title page print, not shown here, is one of the most startlingly eerie images in the whole series). I tore the package open with such fervour some of the stuffing spilled out - looks quite seasonal!

Punched the air when you announced this one. I hope this feller appears on the cover.

The Electric Palace, Hastings will be showing the BBC's 1984 adaptation of The Box of Delights over two Sunday afternoons in December (15th and 22nd). I'll be introducing the first three episodes and Roger Limb, who composed the incidental music, will share his memories before the second screening.

Naturally, this being a nightmare, my mum/gran would continue down the street, oblivious to my screams.

I see Raggesty is still a popular choice for people of my vintage - personally, I was far more afraid of his housemate, Mr Grimnasty, the grumpy old man who lived in a tree.

He was a barbarous little shit is why. "Silent but deadly" - that's what they used to call him.

Embarrassing scenes after that reader suggested their fascist reading group give Hellebore a whirl.