"If you squirm at the Conqueror Worm, this is no place for thee.
Or if you fright at the mere site, of the corpse of my Annabel Lee .
If you fear there's something you hear, a heart beating under the floor.
Still your heart there's no need to start, it's just me having tea with Lenore."
~ Voltaire, Graveyard Picnic
Mother of three wife of one - the envy of none.
I am 33 years old, living in Berkshire, England with the husband and our three daughters Anastasia Leanne 14, Amy Louise Daisy 6 and baby Jessica Eris. Ana suffers from high fuctioning Autism, Amy suffers verbal diarrhoea, Jessica suffers from being terribly cute and the husband just suffers.
I love the strange and unnatural more than is natural and spend more time than is considered 'normal', wandering local graveyards and cemeteries. I find the morbid, murky facets of life tantalizing and I yearn for the good ol' Victorian days. A time when you could pop to your local chemist for a vial of arsenic, murder those who have opposed you and probably get away with it too. All of which leads to the comment, 'but you don't look like a Goth.'
"I'd be thinner, I'd be taller. Go clubbing in my collar with skin pale as a moth. Dressed in black I'd go creepin' while the normal folk are sleeping, if I only were a Goth
Yes, the world would be depressing. Over death I'd be obsessing and this corpse that I'm undressing, would be sexier, I'm guessing. With my diet I'd get scurvy and I'd worship Peter Murphy. If I only were a Goth."
~ Thou Shalt Not, If I Only Were A Goth
I'm also a pathological picture taker and photography is one of my main 'hobbies'. Okay, it's another of my obsessions. You can find more of my photography here.