Lydia Daisy's Doomsday Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve

Have you noticed how fucking frightful the weather outside is?

Beginning to ponder if celebrating Christmas in the face of Armageddon feels naive at best or at worst, even a little bit crass?

Oh dear.

Well, it sounds like you need Lydia Daisy's Doomsday Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve, this year, perhaps more than ever! 

Following its sold-out launch in London, 'Lydia Daisy's Doomsday Cabaret' is back for a real-life Christmas Special at Bristol's Pickle Factory.
This time with a shit-you-not house band & fuck loads of mulled wine.
We're not fucking about.

Because it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas at the beginning of the end of the world. And if you can’t say it at Lydia Daisy‘s Doomsday Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve then when the fuck can you?

Saturday 19th December, come to the gloriously ridiculous, rule-breaking, feminist, queer-as-fuck festive spectacular.

An evening of outrageous cabaret, ridiculous games, musical numbers, existential revelations and acts that melt into one another until nobody's entirely sure where the cabaret ends and reality begins.

There will be singing. There will be silliness. There will be jesters behaving disgracefully.

And quite possibly some revolutionary activity disguised as Christmas entertainment.

Meet the cast:

Rivka Delamere
www.instagram.com/rivka_delamare
Story teller, cabaret extraordinaire & real-life siren

Coley Hoops
www.instagram.com/coley.hoops
Mesmerising hula dancer, circus illusionist

That Geezabird
www.instagram.com/bertramthatgeezabird
Gender-non-conforming spoken-rap-poet

Seline Alidina,
www.instagram.com/selinealidina
Singer-songwriter from the stars & multidisciplinary force of nature

Astrid Solace,
www.instagram.com/astridsolaceofficial
World touring blue haired transgender wordsmith fire cracker

& Our fabulous live house band,

	*Watch this space as more acts are announced very soon. (And yes, it will mostly be more very fucking loud women)

So, if that sounds like what you shouldn't miss on the last Saturday before Christmas, then come be merry at what definitely won't be the start of the revolution.

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AN ACTUAL CHRISTMAS INVITATION, FROM AN ACTUAL WOMAN

BOOK NOW to receive your very own real-life invitation in the form of, you guessed it, a hand-fucking-delivered Doomsday Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve card, personally delivered by none other than your Mistress of Ceremonies herself, Lydia Daisy. (Ts&Cs apply)

Terms & Conditions:

Our first (and possibly only) batch of Lydia Daisy's Doomsday Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve Eve invitations will be delivered on Wednesday 2nd December 2026.

To qualify for this frankly outstanding service, tickets must be purchased through Headfirst by 11:59pm on Tuesday 1st December 2026.

Upon booking, you will receive an email requesting confirmation of your preferred Christmas card delivery address.

Hand delivery is subject to geographical feasibility, availability of the Mistress of Ceremonies and the general logistical limitations of being one woman with an unreasonable number of Christmas cards. Further details will be confirmed by email.

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A WORD ABOUT TICKETS, MONEY AND THE GENERAL STATE OF EVERYTHING

In an ideal world, everybody involved in putting on this glorious nonsense would be paid properly.

In fact, for ticket sales alone to cover the cost of paying our cast and crew fairly, tickets would need to cost around £48.64 each.

But we are painfully aware that we're all trying to survive the end of the world on a budget.

So rather than charging everybody £48.64, we're relying upon an economic system in which you pay what you can afford, and those who can afford a little more help make the whole ridiculous thing possible.

Three ticket prices. One glorious evening. Absolutely no difference in how much we love you.

£15 | THE BROKE BUT BEAUTIFUL

For those of us who have fuck all but still deserve a fabulous fucking Christmas.

The full show, the full experience, and absolutely no requirement to explain your financial circumstances to anybody.

£23 | THE GIFT OF GIVING A SHIT

For those who can afford a little more and fancy helping us pay the extraordinary people making this nonsense happen.

Exactly the same spectacular evening, with the added satisfaction of being a gorgeous, generous bastard.

£30+ | FAIRYTALE OF FAIR PAY

For those feeling particularly flush, festive and financially revolutionary.

Your ticket helps us get closer to paying our performers and crew what they're worth.

And because you're an absolute Christmas angel, we'll throw in a festive-as-fuck cocktail.

(All ticket tiers grant admission to the same show. Higher-priced tickets are a voluntary contribution towards the cost of making it happen)

Merry fucking all of it.