The Lady Brigante loves nothing more than shocking unsuspecting folk with the tale that she was abandoned at birth by gypsies and raised en famille with kindly mice in the crypt of an old church.
Alas! The truth is altogether more unremarkable for although blessed with an illustrious and extensive lineage – Lady B was in truth raised in genteel affluence in the ancient City of York.
And when the month of November beckons – she and her raven headed cane will heed our call and once more will take to the unquiet streets and secret passageways of York in search of the long-forgotten dead.
Tickets Await the Curious!