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.
Category: ‘Twixt Night and Morn
My Lady Brigante?
The truth is altogether more unremarkable for although blessed with an illustrious lineage – Lady B was in truth raised in genteel affluence in the City of York.
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.
Waking the Dead?
With the door of an atelier closed for the day – it is possible to catch a glimpse of a celebrated storyteller wandering through the unquiet streets and secret passages in a quest to wake the dead.
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.
Delightfully Tasty?
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.