Category: Messages From Beyond
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Oi – It’s Huff. Yeah, from the other side…
Oi – It’s Huff. Yeah, from the other side. And no, it’s not awkward at all. Well, would you look at that – the old boy’s gone and figured out how to send a message from beyond. Not bad for a scruffy mutt who spent most of his days pretending not to hear you when…
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Darcifer’s Dispatch from the Great Beyond…
Darcifer’s Dispatch from the Great Beyond (Canine Edition)… Woof. It’s me, Darcifer. Yep, your old black lab, the one with the ragged ear, the tail like a whip, and a nose for trouble long before it ever arrived. I’ve been keeping one watchful eye (and both twitchy ears) on Faurel Hill since your dad made…
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Mam’s Posthumous Slipper Advisory…
Mam’s Posthumous Slipper Advisory(as transcribed by the resident turf medium of Faurel Hill)…. Well now, isn’t this gas altogether? You’re thinking about new slippers, and you’ve stirred up the whole sorry tale of those slippers. Good. Let’s air it out. Picture it: Christmas, not long before I packed me bags for the Pearly Gates. Up…
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Granny Frass Unfiltered…
Message from Beyond: On Healing (Granny Frass Unfiltered)… Ah now, look at you, pet – healing in yer own sideways, sweary, half-sarcastic way. Who says it has to be all incense, deep breaths, and kumbaya? I see these folk lighting candles the size of small children, chanting about letting it go, and good luck to…
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Dad chimes in..
Message from Dad (from beyond the veil)… Hey kid… it’s me. Yeah, I know – it’s usually your Granny running the show. She’s still up here giving out orders like she’s got her own cloud with a ‘Reserved for Granny Frass’ sign on it. But I figured it was about time I stepped forward. Just…
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Aunty Fan Speaks… And She’s Not Impressed…
Well now… it’s me, Aunty Fan. I was minding my own eternal business here in the Great Beyond – having a nice chat with Granny Frass about the state of the afterlife’s tea supply – when word reached me about Fanny’s latest carry-on. And let me tell you, I had to sit down. Which is…
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A Message from Darcifer: Of Stones, Spirits, and Kindred Souls from Afar…
So… you brought the Americans to Newgrange, did you? I must confess, I had my doubts. Thought it would be the usual – a gaggle of jet-lagged Yanks snapping selfies, mispronouncing Brú na Bóinne, and asking where they could get a decent cup of coffee. But I’ll hand it to you, lass – you travel…
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Hello from Granny Frass…
Well now, pet… It’s a fine thing you called on me today. I’ve been sitting on me cloud watching you scurry about like a beetle in a jam jar, overthinking things that don’t deserve five seconds of your precious time. That brain of yours is like a kettle that’s forever just about to boil –…
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A Message From Mam…
Well now, isn’t this a fine kettle of fish? I’ve been a bit tied up, you see. There’s a lovely bridge club up here – Ethel from down the way, Mrs. Donnelly from over the way, and your Auntie Petronella (who still cheats, by the way). We’ve been having ourselves a grand old time, and…
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🐾 A Message from Sir Percival 🐾
Ah, life. Such a tedious little performance, isn’t it? Humans darting about, chasing approval like moths to a flame, when what they ought to be doing is finding a sun patch, curling up in it and daring the world to disturb them. I watched you lot for years – endlessly fussing over things you couldn’t…
UNDER THE WILL... OVER THE DRAMA... 