Lucy Charlotte Marshall
Stories (4/0)
Halloween: Origins and Traditions
Halloween in the UK The commercialisation of Halloween in the UK has happened in recent years. Certainly, it was never as popular as it is now, and it seems that retailers want to cash in on what has become an international celebration. Shops are full of mass-produced plastic goodies such as witches’ hats, bats, monster masks, giant spiders, face paints in so many colours… and much, much more. It is a stark difference from my 1980’s and 1990’s childhood where most British families frowned upon “Trick or Treating”. My family never missed an opportunity for a chance to dress up as a ghost or ghoul, so we were early adopters of this modern trend that had crossed the Atlantic. We would be taken out in the car to visit elderly friends and relatives, in exchange for a few sweets. It was something that my brother, my cousins, and I would look forward to and plan for what seemed like weeks. I did not realise how out-of-the-ordinary we were until I excitedly mentioned Halloween plans to a school friend, and I got admonished for lowering myself to the status of a common beggar. The word “evil” was also mentioned. I never spoke about Halloween at school again, and I even in adulthood, I have never discussed my path into Witchcraft with any of my childhood friends. Sometimes I wonder whether it is the great unspoken, that I have been a witch for 25 years, or whether they truly just don’t’ know.
By Lucy Charlotte Marshall4 years ago in Horror
Another Mother
I remember the early morning cuddles, where Mum would creep into my room, and lie on the edge of the bed stroking my hair. I was six, maybe seven, and I was at that precious age in a girl’s childhood where the entire world revolves around her Mother. I wanted my straight red hair to hang in the same chocolate-coloured coils that framed her soft, round face. I wanted beautiful big brown eyes that a person could get lost in if they stared for too long; not the palest blue eyes that I looked out from.
By Lucy Charlotte Marshall4 years ago in Families
Battling Winter's Woes
Taking the dog for a walk before work has become a chore. Gone are the bright sunny mornings of spring and summer, where we could go on an early morning walk in short sleeves or a light jacket, accompanied by the tweeting of birds and the warmth of the morning sun on our faces. We are now into the season of gloves, hats, and big parkas zipped right up. Instead of feeling invigorated and healthier for taking a dawn stroll, we are now sauntering through the darkness, drizzle and fog, and spending most of it yawning and wondering why on earth 6 am now feels like 3 am.
By Lucy Charlotte Marshall4 years ago in Psyche