A blogspot dedicated to my existence as a full-time writer in the tradition of H. P. Lovecraft, Robert Bloch and Clark Ashton Smith, and celebrating the world of weird fiction and poetry.
Cool pics... and an actual Zacherley poster in the bottom image... have a great evening....
When I was a boy I went to Blackpool and was terrified by the Laughing Clown on the Pleasure Beach there. However, the scariest thing I saw in Blackpool was a shop window that was selling shoes, I guess, but the shop owners had hung a pair of bare moving legs suspended above the display window - no display, just the legs. The top photo brought that all back to me! Aaaaargh!!! Ia! Ia! Shub Niggurath!! That looks like a fun job. Where are the traditional Carnies now? Keep smiling! G. ;-)=
You can't quite see it, but the legs in ye top photo are extending from inside suitcases that are hanging from the ceiling. My boss, Walt Jones, had a very macabre sense of humor. That's him, in the wee movie shewing the Martian on the screen of the Mars Machine.