Meet the Author: September 2015

Yes, that’s me in the middle with the pudding-bowl haircut, circa 1962

Yes, that’s me in the middle with the pudding-bowl haircut, circa 1962

September dawns, and a matter that’s been preying on my mind for some time is the UK Prime Minister David Cameron’s abysmal response to migrants fleeing into Europe from oppressive, war-torn regimes. He talks about them as if they were no more than pesky insects spoiling people’s holidays. I imagine he feels free to do so, having recently been voted into power by a clear majority. I guess, as the old saying goes, you get what you pay for. Why can’t we in the UK be a little nicer? I find it fascinating that the most humanitarian responses so far have been from Greece, bankrupt financially but clearly not morally, and from Italy, which is also having money problems.

The Labour Party, which lost a lot of seats in last election, thought up a really clever way of electing its new leader following their defeat: allowing interested members of the public an equal vote on the issue. It really was clever; it meant they’d end up with a leader who was truly popular. It backfired, though, when the left-winger Jeremy Corbyn entered the race, spouting everything that New Labour has been trying to sweep under the carpet for years. Suddenly young voters were interested. Despite Labour’s big guns coming out and saying that, if Corbyn was elected, it would spell the party’s ultimate doom, his popularity grew and grew. Actually, despite is probably the wrong term; because is possibly closer to the mark—because they came down on him with such clout. I don’t think the Labour Party appreciates just how deeply unpopular it has become. And the reason for Corbyn’s success, especially with the young? I think it’s because he’s a lone voice, and what he says and how he says it are like an antidote to David Cameron’s mean-spirited, patronizing ways. If Corbyn wins and splits the Labour Party, I don’t think it will be a bad thing. History teaches us that political parties come and go. Personally, I think he’s their only hope of survival, for they’ve no hope if they continue acting like the second-class Tories they’ve become. Although the results of the election won’t be known until a couple of weeks into September, one leading bookmaker in the UK has already started paying out to the people who bet on Jeremy Corbyn. Hmmm.

I’ve noticed something strange with regard to my book sales: for two months running, my first novel The Bridge of Dead Things has outsold my ever-popular Why the Victorians Saw Ghosts – An Illustrated Guide to 19th Century Spiritualism. This has never happened before, and I’m thrilled about it. If you’re one of my new readers, I do hope you’ll get in touch and let me know what you think. You can message me on the Contact Me form or you can send me an email. Both Malane, who designs this website for me, and I really look forward to hearing from you, and I will always try to respond if I can.

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