Lady Maisery – November 2016

It’s cold in here. Drizzle cold. Rain black night cold. Even 180 expectant bodies can’t warm it. That’s how cold. It’s cold enough for three folk goddesses to don, variously, gloves, jumpers and a drape. Lady Maisery feel the cold yet blow on the embers of the very finest folk that you have ever heard.Continue reading “Lady Maisery – November 2016”