As LGBT History month draws to a close, today we celebrate Charlotte Mew, a writer and poet whose original, emotionally intense work packed a punch that belied her diminutive physical stature. Her fans included Virginia Woolf, who described her as the “world’s greatest poetess” while another admirer, Thomas Hardy, said she was, “far and away […]Read More Charlotte Mary Mew (1869 –1928)
We’re very excited to announce our first tour of 2018! Me and Sam are planning on delivering a whole load of walks, talks and tales this year to bang the drum on how marvellous cemeteries, and the people buried within them, are. I am very pleased to announce our first tour of the year celebrates […]Read More It Begins!
An old song drifts through Tower Hamlets Cemetery in October 2017. History is full of old tunes and for our Halloween tour, myself and Pauly Kendrick sang Alec Hurley’s hit ‘The Strongest Man on Earth’ at his graveside. You know the song, don’t you? It was the song everyone was humming in November 1889. But why […]Read More The Strongest Man on Earth
by Sheldon Hello everyone! Here at the Cemetery Club mausoleum we’ve been busy sorting out events for the summer and we’re pleased to announce our next tour will be brand spanking new and will be around Hampstead Cemetery! It’s a lovely place to have a stroll and you get a sense that in the 140-odd […]Read More Our Next Tour is Live!
by Sheldon This Saturday, let us take you on trip back in time (without a TARDIS, sadly) to the East-End. This isn’t the East End of coffee shops, vintage stores and cereal cafes. This is the East End where war heroes lived above shops, mourning achievements of yesteryear, where philanthropists makes it their life mission to […]Read More Meet the (Real) Eastenders
by Sheldon This Saturday sees the first of our three dates of our most popular tour embrace the season of All Souls. Celebrating the lives of long gone Londoners,in a cemetery 31 acres in size is contained roughly the population of the London Borough of Newham. Here’s someone we’ll be resurrecting by the flicker of […]Read More The Tiger Who Came to Tea
The scene that met the Policemen made them collectively shudder. Robert and Nathaniel Coombes were calmly playing cards downstairs. Their mother was nowhere to be seen. But she was in the house. Upstairs, lying in bed, actually. Murdered. Her face had been largely devoured by maggots while rats had eaten her brain, heart and right […]Read More Gruesome Tales, This Thursday!