Michael “Atters” Attree esq. is a true eccentric. He doesn’t like the term because, in his own words, “it has connotations of people excreting in ladies handbags and eating candles.” But an eccentric he is. The best sort.
Atters is a stallholder at the magical ‘Snoopers Paradise‘ market in Brighton. His stall – or Emporium as he calls it – sells old stuff. Pre-Victorian if possible. “It’s a way of being like a museum curator and I can hoard all sorts of junk,” he says, “I do the real dead people’s stuff. Fossils and, yes, dead people. That’s what I specialise in.”
As well as running his Emporium Atters is Editor of Roguishness for The Chap, a satirical magazine which laments modern day values and calls for a revolution of panache. A publication that I urge anyone with a sense of humour to seek out.
Because of Atters’s charming affectations and my new-found love of the magazine I am seriously considering becoming a Chappette. Life could be a lot more fun with an injection of manners, tweed and cucumber sandwiches. And, as a worshipper at the alter of Hendricks Gin, I think I’m a prime candidate.
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