Our Sugar Blossom Fairies are a frightfully charming celebration of the Mexican Day of the Dead.
Our shop is once again open throughout the week, from 12-6pm Monday-Tuesday, and 12-8pm Wednesday-Sunday.
From 19th July we further expand our walking tours' availability, with two tours daily Wednesday-Sunday.
The availability of tours will be limited until we gauge the demand for them and the maximum number of people on our tours will remain at a reduced level to allow for physical distancing. If you do not see your preferred date and time listed on our website, then do get in touch and we will see if something can be arranged.
This ornate gothic-style crucifix pendant by Astral Pewter is a big favourite of our own Mad Monk. He says it really puts the "bling" in "stumbling around the Cowgate after dark"; and who are we to argue?
Whether you're a Trappist, Benedictine, Satanist or non-denominational, this eye-catching beauty, finely detailed and studded with eleven lustrous cut-glass stones, will make everyone around you cross ... that they don't have one!
With her crystal ball, Mystique has seen the future. We fear that might account for her rather sombre expression.
Then again, she also has a sideline in contacting the spirits of the departed (facilitated by the ouija board, complete with planchette, integrated into her frock); perhaps this is the source of her chagrin?
How does one tell Aunt Isobel, keen to learn the whereabouts of miserly Uncle Herbert's princely under-the-mattress savings stash, that his spirit just giggled and said he blew the lot on the ponies?
This is a very rare item: a defleshed vampire skull!
As any seasoned vamp-hunter knows, most of the favoured methods of dispatching the best-dressed members of the undead kingdom tend to leave little in the way of remains, save for about a cup-full of warm potash.
We don't know how they did it, but our supplier found a way of preserving the skull minus the rest of the vampire. Perhaps there is a vampire still stalking the night with a terribly floppy head?
Charon the Ferryman is the entity charged with guiding the souls of the dead across the afterlife's river Styx. He fancied a day off, so he's persuaded his colleague Death (who normally handles the bit just before this) to mind the coracle for him.
It hasn't occurred to Death that, because he didn't get anyone to stand-in for him, the bereft of life are stuck at Death's Door unable to reach the riverbank. He assumes it's just a slow day, and is taking advantage of the lull to do a spot of fishing. Styx bream are delicious, you know.