The truth is altogether more unremarkable for although blessed with an illustrious lineage – Lady B was in truth raised in genteel affluence in this ancient City.
Author: Lady Brigante
What Lies Beneath?
The recovery of the bodies of a young mother and her infant from the River Ouse had begun the previous evening when a passerby had heard of a splashing sound.
Awake My Darling Boy!
A story would begin to unfold so tragic that the coroner implored the media to promote a better understanding on the subject of suicide.
The Door to Hell?
As dawn broke one chilly February morning - a local tinsmith walked from his workshop in Fossgate towards the notorious passageway known as Black Horse Passage.
Guest Post: Creepy Cat
Katherine Kerestman was visiting England to research her second macabre travel book. She had not known that she was fated to meet a new friend on her first night in England – THE Lady Brigante.
On this day in the year 1739, a notorious felon by the batismal name of Richard Turpin from the County of Essex went to the gallows at York Tyburn attired in a smart new frock coat and shoes.
Although this delightful emporium can tempt any visitor with an enticing array of boutiques and smart restaurants – history records that this quaint medieval street was anything BUT delightful!
A Shadowy Truth Known?
It is a truth universally acknowledged that one Brigante Tomb is restlessly awaiting discovery in the window of a deliciously harmonious emporium along Micklegate.
Gather Thee Curious!
Gentle reader, the curious, the unsuspecting and those folk partial to a mystery or thirteen - THOSE Brigante Tombs are NOW restlessly awaiting discovery in the windows of York’s city centre emporiums!
A Captivating Restless Spirit.
Your quest may now direct you to the quaint street of Ogleforth and to the tale of a restless spirit who appears quite determined to capture the attention of the Lady B!