Legend has it that when the first Christmas advert for Coca-Cola appears on television, then Christmas proper has begun.
Sometimes we all need to get away for a bit. We need a place that is safe and out of reach, far from busybodies and those who bring us down. A refuge. All fugitives need a refuge. Actually - especially fugitives.
Probably the most successful English king you have never heard of.
It seems weirdly logical that the month following Halloween was once called 'Blood Month'.
Abbey Road, Mr Spock, castles, the headless horseman, gargoyles, cats, Dracula, ghosts, owls, teeth and not forgetting my logo. All of these are things I have seen carved into pumpkins. Brilliant, every one of them.
By October, the chilly nights and crispy mornings indicate that winter is coming. Throughout history, it has been a time to prepare.
The Battle of Hastings, where King Harold lost his life and the war against the Normans, forever remembered.
Sometimes nice people really mess things up. The simple act of being inoffensive can cause so much irreversible damage that it would be better if they had avoided diplomacy in favour of a whole load of aggro. Much better in the long run.
Apples have always been symbols of mysticism and love both in art and religion. But they are so much more than that.
Ahoy maties! 19 September be the day we talk like a pirate. So get yourself some grog, landlubbers, and hold off swabbing the decks for a while.
Decades before the Battle of Hastings, the English and the Normans were uneasy neighbours.The Vikings were at the height of their raids, robbing the rich monasteries and murdering the monks and priests.
And the Normans were helping them.
My daughter had to go to hospital for major surgery a few years ago. Naturally, as a parent, I was very worried about her. What if something went wrong? Of course I trusted the doctors, surgeons and other medical staff. I knew that they were the best in their field. But I needed more than that. I needed some kind of special divine power to intervene.
A few years ago, the school I taught in decided to change the history curriculum, which meant that the Year Seven children would not be studying the Battle of Bosworth in the summer term. The consequence of this was that the annual history trip was no more. I was very sad, and especially on the anniversary of the battle, 22 August (1485). The significance to history is that it was the start of the Tudor Dynasty, which led to the break with Rome, hence the birth of the Church of England. Children need this visit.
I, like most other people, stopped believing in dragons, elves, giants and fairies before I hit double figures. They just didn't make sense, there was no real evidence to support these things. Show me a photograph and I will believe the monsters existed. There were no photographs, so I stopped believing.
There is a place that conjures up everything that is magic in forests. If you have the gift, you can see it too. J.R.R. Tolkien had it and so did J.K. Rowling. And so do I.
It's strange to think how a sticky, sweet substance made by insects can wield so much power.
There were times during my childhood when we holidayed during the new school term, in September. It seemed to me, as an eight-year-old, that we were indulging in some kind of secret activity. In those days the holiday was in Wales, which still remains my favourite country.
Moon Day on 20 July commemorates the Moon Landings in 1969. But the moon has always been a special thing, especially to our ancestors.
Sometimes I sit and wonder at how amazing and advanced our medicine is. At other times, when I have a cold and it seems that nothing can cure me, I conclude that nothing has changed since the Dark Ages.
The great thing about half-truths is working out which half is the truth and which is the embroidered part. Of course, the fancy bits take a run-of-the-mill story and make it a legend. And Dark Ages England was full of them.
Toothache is the worst pain ever.
One of the things I discovered when I was doing research into people from history is that they are just that - people. Like us, they had their own personalities and emotions. Given the shockingly sad statistics on infant mortality, I used to think that people in the past did not grieve and did not laugh. Life was far too hard and brutal to find fun.
Justinian. He was the last great Roman emperor and the first Byzantine emperor. This is why he should be remembered.
We are all well aware that the Egyptians thought of cats as gods while the late Medievalists thought of them as witches' familiars. But what about the Early Medieval period - Anglo-Saxon England? What side did they take then?