On the M R James trail
Winter. The snow is falling and the evenings are long, dark and cold. What better time of year to sit by the fire reading the ghost stories of M R James? I love James’s stories. I’m drawn in by the … Continue reading →
Winter. The snow is falling and the evenings are long, dark and cold. What better time of year to sit by the fire reading the ghost stories of M R James? I love James’s stories. I’m drawn in by the … Continue reading →