DVD is incoming!

So so excited about the mail outs for the DVD.  It’s all happening, the engine is a rolling and now we are headlong into the cosy dark times of Christmas (well, I say that but I’m currently sat by a pool in LA but I’m headed home soon so will be a fabulous shock to the system).

We’re also gearing up for out ‘Sacred Spaces’ tour and I’m especially looking forward to our Brighton show on the 10th as I’ve never performed at St George’s before, and I’ve heard it is a wonderful space to sing in. And Brighton at Christmas is dreamy so we’ll get there nice and early and have a snugly wrapped up wander down to the pebbly beach – and probably turn round immediately because of the 39 mile an hour headlong winds, but hey, we’ll give it a go.

Tread thee well dear friends until we get to come and see you in our special locations in just a couple of weeks!!! UK it’s been too long since we sang here at Christmas time. Maybe we should work out a way to live stream these babies to y’all in the States….I say that but what with being immersed in Mediaeval times my concept of such a thing as ‘live streaming’ is a little vague/hazy/extremely limited. But we can but dream.

October – We wait for Winter tour

Well, how fabulous to be back but we were all very sad to have to leave our tour after only a few days! We would love to come back for longer and see you all……..In the meantime, the cold has set in here in London town…The boats are stocked with wood and coal and many a cosy fire has been had afloat the canal as well as in Emilys Pub and all the other abodes that allow wood fires (strange ban here in England where only in certain boroughs of the city is it allowed – always on the canal, although saying that, our mediaeval style of central heating is only allowed between certain hours on a small stretch of the canal in Angel Islington – nb that bit of info may not light all your fires – see what I did there).

We have very exciting times coming up, with the edit of our Berkeley Castle gig for the dvd, SO excited about seeing that as I have never seen the entire show live on camera before!

Clarey has touched back down on UK soil after a little magical Mediaeval time in the West coast of the States and preparations are all ready for our Christmas Sacred Spaces tour. Tickets for London are going like hot cakes. I can smell the mulled wine already – maybe because I’ve popped some on the stove (actually I haven’t because I ran out of gas today, eek).

So we are incoming with our show BACK on UK soil, we missed it last year, BUT we were in the States experiencing a summer Christmas in Miami and other VERY warm states in the US. How odd, and how odd to have hot Christmasses and yet have seasonal greetings cards depicting snow and robins and the entire arsenal of cold associated Christmas times….But all sun is good sun. However we will be back in our Cathedral homes and cannot wait. We shall be seeing each other again on Wednesday and it has already been TOO long. There is always a great dip of emotion when we have to leave each other after our special times together in America, and so we all felt it again with great heaviness this time in particular because we had a very nice time, BUT we will all be back together SO SOON. Can’t wait :) x

Oh dear, we have to go home.

Pom and Clarey have decided to start up a new band, they are both Japanese culture enthusiasts and so they have named themselves ‘Dirty Kimono’, Clarey is DJ Kimono, and Pom is MC Geisha. There will be electro haiku’s. My new band is called ‘Ridiculous Rubicon’. We have also started to re-enjoy ‘I spy with my third eye’, during this game we imagine ourselves to be in what we like to call a ‘hippy shop’ (most of us spend more time in these than the average person). And we have to guess what one is seeing inside the aforementioned shop. As you can tell, on this day we have endure A LOT of waiting time, but it was well worth it in the end. 
The day started in Baltimore and with a healthy jaunt up to the nearby cafe ‘Milk and Honey’, a nice place but I never quite attain total satisfaction from the food there, but everyone else seems to enjoy MandH time. Then we decided we’d go in search of a thrift store, so I managed to get online and find one. It’s always very exotic when one opens up google maps and there are all these grid like maps of cities that aren’t London. This thrills me immensely. I took this picture to send to Clarey as we wanted to get going and they’d ordered some drinks but for some reason the allocated chunk of time betwixt the ordering of the thing and the actual getting of the thing seems to disappear into some mystical void in this cafe. Frustration had kicked in, but it was ok because somehow someone managed to faff about for the right amount of time and suddenly we were with the ordered things and could all galavant off together.

It turns out that the thrift store did not exist BUT we did find the harbour and we found an ENORMoUS Barnes and Noble bookstore, we all piled in excitedly and gave ourselves a sensible amount of perusal time. Then it rained. And it didn’t really stop raining for ages, so we looked at a big submarine for a few minutes whilst jumping on to the free aquarium wifi – they pump out a lovely tune from hidden speakers amongst the undergrowth of the stylishly developed area by the harbour, soothing and almost making it ok to be so rained upon. Then we uber-ed. wow, you can actually just Uber anywhere. I know that Uber-Ing is frowned upon by many but in this instance it was an excellent option suggested by Clarey, she doesn’t like to get wet, her fairy wings start to clog together.


Ah yes, and so we had to rehearse in the big room 408. Tonight we have a showcase with our touring agent, we get to perform in front of various bookers, so exciting times as we may get to spread our wings further across the Satets and come and see you ALL! So we had to assemble a 30 min set covering our various different elements. Christmas was also touched upon and it reminded us of how excited we are to be touring the Cathedrals again this Christmas. We loved our show last year, and so happy to be resurrecting it.
After rehearsal we went to the venue. Now this place is called ‘The Rusty Scupper’ and it’s like a filmic dream place. All glass and right on the edge of the harbour and very glam and how I imagine all eateries in the Hamptons are like. VERY satisfying indeed. Not so satisfying that we arrived three hours before soundcheck, but we used the time well…..we got our gear in, set up and then found a flight of carpeted stairs and began to play ‘I spy with my third eye’. We managed to fill almost TWO hours. We could’ve gone on a discovery mission but the possibility of us getting lost and rained on was not really an option. Pom was the first to the bar to order some food, then one by one we all joined her. Clarey and I shared a delicious, and I cannot express just HOW delicious these deep fried coconut shrimps were, but they were figuratively the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten. Food bar level just been hoiked up by about a mile. A bit more standing and being restless happened and then we were on, soundcheck was all good in our glamorous venue overlooking the gorgeous harbour of Baltimore then we were whisked away to the duty managers office to change and get our faces ready. Now, I’ve always said I’d happily sacrifice the size of the dressing room for the size of the stage, small DR, big stage. But alas, our hearty and delicious venue sported both small stage and TINY dressing room/managers office. But we were welcomed and cared for so beautifully that none of this was at all an issue and we crammed ourselves in and amongst various limbs, headdresses, mediaeval belts and rogue jets of hairspray we got ourselves into our red dresses and before we knew it it was time to go on.

The show was a joy to perform and very interesting to be watched by potential bookers. But we had a blast and we hope they enjoyed us too! All of the serving staff were extremely complimentary and wanted to get our details and albums and that was so awesome because they loved it so much! Love that. Then we watched the awesome ‘Sons of Serendip’ they came 4th in Americas Got Talent two seasons ago and have had a very successful year off the back of it. Popular contemporary songs but arranged with classical musical instruments and all classical musicians (obviously). The Slocan Ramblers, a bluegrass band were on after that, and as you can imagine I found it very hard to keep my fast tapping feet still whilst listening to them, so I took myself off to a quiet corner and had a good old clog where no one would be too disturbed, although there was a table of gentlemen who witnessed me, but it was all thumbs up so I was relieved!


In between sets we chatted with everyone and ate some delicious food and floated about in our dresses and were shown to the wine area, of which we enjoyed, natch. After all this occurred we took ourselves happily and with little jolly and red faces back to the hotel. Much umming and ahhing was had as to what we should do, however we got a tip off that the bluegrass boys were two blocks away in a bar so we went off en mass to find them. Alas, we English forget that it is oft customary to be asked for ID upon entry to such a place as this, where alcohol is sold, and alas Kat was a little light in the old ID dept on this particular occasion and so Maurice, who was visibly shaken when asked for his ID too, popped in, did a quick sweep of the place but didn’t find the band so we all left and found ourselves in the ‘Grand Central’. There is no cocktail menu here, you just have to know what you want and they’ll do it for you. Easy. One dry martini for me please, and off we went crusading on far into the night, dancing was had, then we saw a couple of guys from the Sons of Serendip who came to join the party. Many DAM’s were had (deep and meaninfuls). I started teaching various people how to lindyhop assuming the men’s side when teaching Pom. We met a chap called Taylor who wanted to take us to his Mediavel air bandb house, he was a super chap and a fan too, turns out. But we decided -when the bar finally closed and several cocktails were purchased and devoured – that we would head back to the hotel. 


That is that. I have a little bit of a headache today and Emily and I managed to get our check out time extended by a Much needed hour. Thank you staff of the best hotel in Baltimore.
This hotel is actually the best hotel I’ve ever stayed in. Frank Sinatra is consistently pumped out of the surround sound sound system, there are chandeliers, swooping luscious staircases, marble WALLS and marbles floors, fabulous bell hops, excellent staff, extremely helpful chamber maids, sexy little elevators all Art Deco and snug, awesome ‘Shining’ (but nowhere near as creepy just excellently stylised) corridors. Massive comfy beds and just brilliant views – as previously mentioned – from the toilet.

Today we have to leave. Joe, Ben, Em and I walked, with the rain in our faces (turns out to be not a bad remedy for a ‘tired morning headache’) to the harbour again and this time experienced the delights of the Hard Rock Cafe. I’ve actually never been in one before, so where else to go to a HRC than in actual America? Delicious hydration occurred AnD we get to keep the moonshine style glass jar (recall if you will the extraordinary plastic lidded Elvis with stem drinking vessel that I bought last year, I just LOVE a vessel with a lid), obviously I was more thrilled than Emily, she was still mildly thrilled but also has a worse headache than I, so she’s not experiencing too much thrill-ness today sadly. Another visit to the bookshop, more rain, another uber and rendezvous back at hotel HQ and here we are, right now, in the van on the way to the airport a few hours away. Sleeping is the main activity today, although a short game of ‘I Spy’ started the journey off and exhausted everyone duly.

(Don’t worry, I absolutely did have everyone’s permission to take this photograph, #notbutdonttellanyone).
I’m going to join them now and sign off and say ‘ta ra’ to you all now. It’s been another awesome joy being here, performing to all of our wonderful fans and every audience was just as wonderful and the next. We SO love being here and I’m very sad to be leaving (if the hurricane hits then we might not be leaving but in the interim I’m assuming and actually hoping that we’ll not be hindered by the wind gods). Clarey and I are hanging out for an Auntie Anne’s Pretzl, the warm one with the cinnamon on. We always get one on the last day. And she’s going to go off and have her own American adventure which is super exciting, and we’re off home to see our very much missed loved ones. And I have the additional excitement of enjoying my brand new BIGGER boat home. And hopefully have a conversation about getting a dog too. We shall see. And of course start getting the Christmas show on its feet. So excited.

For now, thank you SO MUCH America, you make all the good dreams come true.
Oh by the way, after two days of searching for a thrift store we finally found one, one block away from the hotel but we were zooming past in the uber and had 5 mins to get back to the hotel before we had to leave. C’est all vie.

And remember………….


Sellersville thank you.

Yesterday! Well a lot of VT was had -Van time and oh how it rained we drove through what can only be described as a monsoon and it stayed like that for almost the entire three hours. Each way. Amaze. And yet dangerous. Oh the thrill-ish.

Sellersville Theater is our next stop and what a beautiful building! And as with most buildings of its kind it has had a very wonderful history. We were settled into the green room which was covered in all visiting bands set lists all over the wall and we even managed to scope out our own from 2011.

Today I discovered that you can get a Reeses peanut butter doughnut/square from Dunkin Doughnuts, but alas travel sickness had invaded my system so not one single tiny part of me felt the need to purchase such an item but I do hope that I get spot find one again before we depart. Instead I went for a large, singularly package pickle, but after Emily told me it had anti freeze in the juice I decided to pop it in the trash merely one mouthful later.


Our Theater as mentioned is beautiful and we were very well treated and were made extremely comfortable and welcomed. We were given crudités and dip and chocolates and then fed a wonderful home cooked hot buffet pre show right in the theatre itself.
The show was a joy to perform and we are really loving the flow of our set, such a shame that we don’t get to perform it as many times here as we’d like.

Afterward we met a wonderful stream of our audience and AND we were treated to some delicious chocolate drops from our friend John, thank you John and I do hope you enjoyed the album too!
And then it was time to load up the van and drive Allllll the way back to Baltimore. So very odd to be SO hot and muggy AND raining at the same time, it’s like being inside the humidity dome at the Eden project all the time. And it is weird that I cannot recall ever being enveloped in such warmth back in the UK, it is like a filmy moist cuddle on your skin everytime one steps out of the air con. Amazing, and also quite tiring.
Back to the hotel and immediate and heavy sleeps were experienced all round. One sleep left in this fair country. Never ye worry we WILL be back. We have dreams of bringing all the families and having a convoy of RV’s and do a full year. imagine!!!! We would LOvE that X

Hello Baltimore

Today is Monday! We had a little bit of leisure time before piling into the van and heading for the city of Baltimore. The necessary trip to CVS occurred, the first one of the trip. Rare. And then we scouted out Whole Foods store. The girls all love this excursion however I tend to find it a little unnerving and a little too overwhelming, but I was happy to purchase a hardcore hand cream (my boaty home ropes have been chaffing my palms) and some nice sandalwood scents. Both things made me extremely happy and a joyous ride to The big B was had by all. 
Tonight we perform our first full show in the States and it is back to the usual set list, so some swotting was had during VT (in an effort to inject a little essence of our dearly missed dear heart Kavus, we’ve taken to ‘initialising’ most things, popular ones usually involve bodily functions and for the ‘subscribers’ blog only, which currently still does not exist ;)). VT = Van Time.
We arrived at our mid city hotel and are extremely satisfied with our temporary abodes for the next three nights. I have the pleasure of sharing with Emily, and her germs – she’s rather full of cold right now – and we have an entirely marble bathroom with a fabulous view of the monument from our very own toilet seat. 

Day AND Eve view

The boys are adjacent to us with those internal connecting doors and they have a dining room table amongst their comfortable double beds. Nice. Maurice handed me a copy of what is Baltimore’s equivalent of ‘Time Out’ which has an article on the most recent homicides in the city. Suddenly our jubilance was a little stifled and an eery quiet descended over the lavish and luxurious waiting room next to the lobby, nevertheless it’s a beautiful city and we’re glad to be here.
We left the hotel after a little bit of wifi time and lying down in our almost presidential suite-esque beds and off we went. St Marks Church, Rockville MD was our show home this evening, we arrived rather early but we found ourselves various activities to while away the hours. Mainly the girls played the grand piano that we had in our dressing room, however when they started to rock out the hymns, myself, Pom and Em headed to the secret QR -Quiet Room, this was a comfortable room with little light and a few lovely sofas. Of course we have no particular issue with hymns but Sophie, Anna and Clarey were going for it in a way that was filled with SO much enthusiasm that they managed to move bodies into another room.


Sound check was very pleasing as the acoustics of the hall at St Marks were extraordinary and we just wanted to sing and sing, but we had to get ourselves ready for the gig. And so piano time was had, a WT – walk through – was executed, sound check was completed, Chinese food was ordered, make up was applied and boom, suddenly it was showtime. Pre show Clarey and I bumped into the lovely Bruce – Giver of the finest chocolate, Godiva…….Last time we were treated many times at each gig, the outpourings of chocolate goodness from Bruce were unending and, as you can imagine, we were thrilled to see that this was still in full flow. Bruce – Rocket scientist – Chocolate fan. Thank you.


We had a lovely show EVEN THOUGH the knob of the hurdy fell off AGAIN!!!! What is going on???? This was a little distracting indeed but I trucked on through and we discovered that Ecce Mundi Gaudium actually sounded quite good without it! Alas, being the player of said hurdy also meant that I have never fully learnt the movement to either Ecce or Adam Lay, and so a stoic ‘still stand position’, SSP, was assumed and there I stayed unflinchingly right up until the necessary jiggling was to be had. Strange that this should happen considering I’m actually the movement director and choreographer, but hey, those ones remain from previous creators and the hurdy always stopped me from executing said moves, nevertheless a lesson was learnt and full swotting up is about to happen when I finish writing this. Just in case.
After the show we met with our trusty friends from Maryland who had ventured out to Rockville to see our full show, and we were again happy to share some time with everyone after the show. Keith even bought my album! A project collaboration from a couple of years ago – and he’s since messaged me saying he even enjoyed it! Hurrraaah, thank you Keith and lovely lady wife.
And so we packed up and headed back to the hotel. It’s mugggggy here, so very muggy. Maurice decided that he’d host a small casual social gathering involving White Russians, but unlike most years this was a short lived and a reasonably uneventful event, apart from when I got my head stuck under Kats skirt after helping her change the lightbulb, long and Not interesting story. Emily decided to stay at ours and have a JACUZZI! We have jacuzzi baths, well only some of us. I’m going to have one later.
And now it is the next day. The website is having a bit of a mediaeval meltdown, typically when everyone is wishing to pre order the DVD, but I guess that is a case of – Thems the breaks – literally. Anyway much telephoning and emailing is underway so hopefully it won’t be gone for too long.
Right, am off to soundcheck and I’ll fill you in tomorrow about today. Have a lovely, what day is it today? tUesday…have a lovely Tuesday eve y’all.


As you may or may not already know, we recently had the pleasure of spending time at Berkeley Castle. We filmed a very intimate concert and are currently editing and producing this exclusive and very exciting DVD for YOUR very own pleasure. We’ve just released the information so it’s all very new and exciting for us to reveal unto the world. Check out the link and see 

Us very pleased to be draping so close to this beautiful castle.

Maryland Ren Fayre, Sat and Sun.

Oh my actual gosh we love Maryland Ren Fayre so much. We got there early and in time for a little wander about the stalls, and then we met the amazing Diane Gabaldon, the author of the ‘Outlander’ series. Now I, as a member of the ‘off grid’ community, floating about in my boat with no access to television, let alone what they like to call the ‘Ethernet’ (imagine my uncontrollable excitement when I get to to come to the States and experience wifi at regular intervals) don’t often get to see what is trending in the world of the ‘television series’ and so I am unfamiliar with this – as it would so happen – extraordinarily popular TV series available on The Netflicks/Netflix? (Call me old fashioned/mediaeval). Anyway we met with the lovely authoress Diane and, of course had pictures etc the. she went on stage to helm a very popular question and answer session, and happily we were honoured to open this by singing our version of ‘The Skye Boat song’ as well as our beloved ‘Auld Lang Syne’. There were so many people there and we were so thrilled to see everyone and hoped that we would see them at our shows over the course of the rest of the day.

Set number one arrived and we were ready to go, we were greeted by so many new and so many familiar faces, it’s like we were here just last week, not two years ago! And now at our stage ‘The Blackfriars Stage’ we have two exciting new neighbours, firstly we have the ponies who are our immediate neigggghhhhhbours (see what I did there) and secondly we are close enough, JUST close enough to ‘The Wheel of Death’. I can’t really explain this enormous contraption but it’s like a man running about inside and outside of a full size human scale hamster wheel which is on the end of a long counterbalanced arm. I shall insrt photograph here to save anyone misinterpreting this particular image.

Not the best pic but he moves SO FAST!
Anyway this happened betwixt our sets which was a regular treat indeed.
As usual after each set we take our seats and do the signings and meet all of our lovely fans old and new, we love meeting everyone and after getting to have a we sit down after getting a little warm and glowy. This weather is quite amazing for Autumn! We met a trio of fans who had driven all the way from Canada, we saw many of our dear friends that we see each time we come here. The lovely Steve showered us once again with beautiful metal coloured roses, and Katharine was given a gorgeous hand drawn picture by a lovely lady fan (who had to be coerced into ha img it to her by her equally lovely sister) gifts galore and many reunions with all of you wonderful people. Thank you. 

As part of being here we undertook our oft awaited obligatory search for mediaeval goodies. Obviously I was keen to get out from backstage and purchase something sweet and delicious On a stick, this year I opted for the Key Lime Pie on a stick which was extremely satisfying and Clarey, (after seeing a fan in the signing queue eating a very tempting brownie sundae) went in search for the brownie sundae joy. She was not disappointed. And of course, we did the usual search for headdresses. How we love to get ourselves new and exciting headdresses, and so Anna and Sophie were the first to purchase said item. This then sent me into a turmoil of headdress envy and so after the fifth set of the weekend Clarey and I went off to find Rosies Posies and thus a new look was born. On day one we did, after devouring sweet sugary goodnesses on a stick, head to the hat shop and tried on many a varying look. Emily was convinced that we should adopt a new ‘Queen of hearts’ style headpiece each but this was fleeting and was good for a photo opportunity only. 

Get off Clarey.


We sang and danced and enjoyed every second of each set, we had monks a prancing and ladies at the front jigging away and on the last and final set (which we were very sad to end this weekend of shows) something new and exciting happened, the knob of my hurry gurdy came off, in my hand. Now this was especially unnerving because just the day before, as we were signing, a gentlemen, a fellow gurdy gurdy player approached me and said I shouldn’t hold said knob with my fingertips because it looks like I don’t know how to play it. I mean, I’ve been playing this little beast for some years now , but I politely listened and thus was told to Hold it in the palm of my hand. Now there is a reason I hold it like I do, and it is too complicated to explain, but I will say if I don’t hold it like that then the arm gets caught on the little nuts at the end of the strings and the it won’t turn, yes fascinating stuff I hear you cry. Anyway after doing as he suggested the entire thing, DURING Ecce Mundi Gaudium came off in my hand and that was that for the hurdy gurdy. She’s all good now you’ll be pleased to hear but that happened and I feel a bit like I might’ve been doing it ok in the first place perhaps?
Each day of the Fayre was ended by being scooped up by our gallant and trusty friends Keith and Don, and we were swiftly taken to the bar and made to drink beer and ales, we found ourselves a table (well I say table, what they spare are planks of wood designed only for the resting of a pint of beer, NO FOOD) – insert photo off thin table.

On day one we were also treated to the lovely company of Matthew and his lovely lady wife, who after hearing various woes, Matthew purchased a bottle of wishes. It was something to do with a dragon and its lucky wishing scales and was bought from a young chap with a questionable accent, but was doing his bit for the touting of such wares. The bottle has old snakes skin inside and if you rip off a scale and rub it on your temples and make a wish then overnight it apparently comes true. So Matthew purchased the item and gave it to Clarey. What a super gentleman. We shall see if it worked in due course!
Keith and Don as usual our fantastic Maryland treasures guided us down to the slides on day two and much hilarity was had on the actually quite scary slides. We managed to get ourselves a free ride by singing Love Me Broughte to the slide guardian lady and off we zoomed down the wobbly wooden dragon spine on our respective magic carpets. Once at the bottom we looked up to find our princess Sophie all harnessed up and ready to climb up the climbing castle. As she is rather familiar with such turreted structures she zoomed up there like a little rocket, but alas, after much clinging on – the man dressed as spider man said it was the longest grip hold he’d seen all weekend, Go Sophie – she did alas succumb to the harness and swung her way to the ground, this happened twice, so very very close! Anna then had a secret go that she wouldn’t let us watch, but I just say, wearing a dress and popping on a harness is not a bad look for nappy-chic. Go girls.

And here we are on our Sunday night. We found ourselves in Annapolos, outside on the harbour eating Caribbean food and drinking Caribbean drinks and we witnessed the lunar eclipse from our stunning outdoor viewing platform. What a very very special thing indeed and we were so happy to be there looking at that big old moon having a little holiday from us for a little while. When she came back she was all red and it was exquisite. On she trucks, that good old nature. And we were delighted to be there, and here and together in Annapolis.

Thank you once again Maryland and Carolyn and Chris for looking after us, we had a blast and we can’t wait to come back againxxxx
Oh and during the eclipse, Clarey, clearly affected by the moon, whipped out her Patrick Moore impression, which sound man Joe still – 12 hours later – cannot erase from his mind.