I have commandeered a magician as my boyfriend / Chief Magical Consultant. This blog will be rebooted in December, when it will be mostly dedicated to garnering an invitation round Uncle Derren's for tea. Good luck with it...
Magic. It never ceases to enchant me, humble me – and piss me off. My life right now is basically me bashing out a 3,000-word email to some obliging internet wizard to try to articulate a concept on my mind in order to gauge whether it’s a thing or A Thing. Then I’ll be pointed … Continue reading TERRIBLE TAROT (PART I)
This blog tells a patchy and imperfect story of my magical maraudings, for which I apologise. I’m time-poor and it’s simply too much fun, and too enlightening, writing mad emails to magicians on the internet to report back on progress in real-time. But, for the record, I increasingly find far more meaning and worth in … Continue reading AND I’LL LEAD YOU ALL IN THE DANCE, SAID (S)HE!
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls – I present to you: my first magical crime! I have stolen a copy of ‘Absolute Magic’ by Derren Brown. (#sorrynotsorry) I resolved to steal this book some time ago, I confess. I’ve developed a penchant for magic books of (relative) expense, but allowed myself to buy very few … Continue reading MAGIC IS EXPENSIVE. THE SOLUTION? STEAL IT!
I invented a new fashion. (YOU’RE WELCOME, WORLD.) It’s called ‘Time Traveller Faux Pas’. When I first started attending sneaky courses, I discovered that magicians and stage-inclined hypnotists could be easily identified – by their waistcoats. Or, if they’re not the waistcoat-wearing kind, they will favour some other flourish. Check out these magnificent shoes. (I … Continue reading TIME TRAVELLER FAUX PAS