Some believe that this delightful old Welsh inn dates back further than 1110 when records show that a certain John Crowther was executed inside the building.
He was (apparently) caught steeling local sheep and hung from one of the beams inside the main room of the inn.
Over the next 8 centuries a total of 182 similar criminals would meet the same fate as good old John Crowther.
Execution does seem a bit of a dark tactic for a local inn to employ but ‘way back when’ the building also doubled up as a local courthouse.
The executions were still taking place until half way through the 19th century when a new set of owners decided that enough was enough. It was time to concentrate on getting people pissed instead!
With so many shady characters meeting their end within the walls of this building there is bound to be a certain paranormal echo resonating throughout.
The spirits of those executed in the inn often make their presences known in a rather direct and frightening manner.
A strange and overwhelming sensation has effected many visitors to the inn in recent times.
They often report the feeling of something cold being slipped over their neck before their lungs lock up – they are unable to breathe until they manage to break free from the malign grip.
These frightened customers often display bruised rope burn marks around their necks days after the disturbing experience.
The Lady of The Inn
A unknown lady also haunts the inn but is a much less threatening entity. Although never seen, she is both felt and heard by staff and patrons as she frequently rustles past them.
Her presence always coincides with a distinct drop in temperate within the inn walls.
In the mid 90’s a live radio broadcast took place in the inn which involved a well known local medium. He claimed that he was in the presence of a young lady that actually died in the inn of consumption many years before.
The landlady at the time was not really a believer in the paranormal but she thanked the medium for his time in a polite manner – she could not prove or disprove his statements.
Several months later a couple turned up at the inn and started to ask the same landlady questions about the former owners.
They were in the process of researching their family tree and one of their bloodlines led to the inn.
The landlady discovered that one of their ancestors was named Harry Price and his wife had died whilst living in the inn of consumption. She was in her early thirties.
She then discovered that this same wife was buried in a local graveyard where she still lays to this day.
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