Haunted Wearside E-Book

Darren W. Ritson

• Herausgeber: The History Press
• Kategorie: Ratgeber
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2013

Leseprobe

St Peter’s Church, Monkwearmouth, said to be haunted by ghostly monks. (Courtesy of Newcastle Libraries and Information Service)

This book is dedicated to my good friend Michael J. Hallowell

CONTENTS

Title Page

Dedication

Acknowledgements

Introduction

1 Houses and Dwellings

2 Pubs, Inns and Taverns

3 Roads and Streets

4 People, Objects and Miscellaneous Places

Bibliography and Sources

Also by the Author

Copyright

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

TO Mike Hallowell for his usual help and support. To England’s Lost Country Houses for allowing the image of Herrington Hall to be published in this book; visit their website at www.lostheritage.org.uk, thanks Matthew. To the Newcastle Libraries and Information Service for the use of other certain images produced herein, to Julie Olley for her amazing illustrations that she has provided for inclusion, and to everyone else that has played their small part in helping me compile this book, you know who you are …

INTRODUCTION

FOR many years I had yearned to pen a volume on the ghosts and spectres of Wearside, and in 2012 I was given the chance to do so. After writing other paranormal related books on my native north east of England, such as Haunted Tyneside, Haunted Northumberland, Haunted Newcastle, Haunted Durham, Haunted Berwick, and even Haunted Carlisle, I decided that it was time to venture across to Wearside to investigate and collate true-life accounts of ghosts, poltergeists and things that go bump in the night, thus placing them all under one metaphorical roof. Wearside seems to be a magnet for ghosts and spirits with many of its old and historical buildings and lands seemingly occupied by denizens of the Otherworld; shades from a time gone by determined to make their unearthly presence known to an ever-growing modern day society. Of course, one of the most famous tales of the supernatural associated with Wearside is that of the Lambton Worm.

A stone carving depicting the killing of the Lambton Worm by John Lambton after his return from the crusades.

For those unaware of this narrative I shall briefly outline it here; the tale centres around John Lambton who, one day, decided to miss Sunday Mass and go fishing instead, but was approached by a mysterious old man who warned him that no good can come of missing church. John went fishing nonetheless and caught nothing until the time of the church service finishing, whereupon he netted a strange-looking eel-like creature. On his way home, he decided to throw this creature down a local well and forgot all about it. When John grew up, he left England and went to join the crusades in the Holy Lands. In the meanwhile, growing down the well was the serpent-like creature that he had caught in the River Wear all those years ago.

By all accounts, this creature was getting bigger and stronger each day that went by, as it ventured out of the well at night and ate local livestock. Eventually, the creature that became known as the Lambton Worm was too big to live in the well and relocated down by the river, where he sat upon a huge rock. Sometimes he would wrap himself round a nearby hill which give the hillside a strange, bevelled edge; edges that can still be seen today if you believe the myth. The hill was said by some to be Penshaw Hill, but others are not so sure – they think the hill is an embankment in nearby Fatfield, known locally as ‘Worm Hill’.

The creature caused mischief and mayhem for many years, and terrorised the good folk of Wearside. Upon his return from the crusades, John Lambton learned all about the creature. He decided to take on the mighty beast, but not before seeking advice from a local wise woman. The first thing she told him was that the Lambton Worm was his doing, and this made him more determined to take the beast down. She then told him to fight the monster with a specially made suit of armour that bore spikes, and to fight the beast down by the river. Finally, she said that after he had killed the beast, it was essential that he then slayed the first living thing he laid his eyes on, otherwise the Lambton family would be cursed for many generations to come with ‘none of them dying in their beds’.

Penshaw Hill and Monument. Some folk suggest this was where the Lambton Worm rested as it wrapped itself round the hill.

A street sign bearing the name ‘Worm Hill Terrace’ that runs alongside the hill in Fatfield.

Worm Hill in Fatfield. Some have suggested that the beast rested and slept on this hillock.

Upon returning to the Lambton Estate, he hatched a plan to have one of the Lambton hounds released, so that he could kill the dog after slaying the creature and be free from any curse. All the servant had to do was listen out for the hunting horn and release the hound. Off John went, down to the river, suited and booted, ready to kill the beast. He found the monster curled around the huge rock and fronted up to it. Soon the battle was in full swing and every time the beast tried to wrap its long, snake-like body around John, his spiked suit of armour punctured its flesh. The beast could not get a hold of John, and as parts of the beast were being torn from it – dropping into the river and flowing away – John buried his sword deep into the head of the Lambton Worm, thus ending its reign of terror on Wearside. Tired and worn, John then made his way to the Lambton Estate whereupon he blew his hunting horn so that he could kill the family hound, but in a moment of foolish absent-mindedness and excitement, John’s father ran out to congratulate him making himself the first living thing to be seen by his son after killing the beast. John could not bear the thought of killing his father, so when he noticed the hound padding across the courtyard towards him, he drew his sword and cut it down in its tracks, but it was too late; the Lambton family was cursed.

Of course, the tale of John Lambton and the Lambton Worm curse is well rooted in the ‘folkloric’ aspect of Wearside’s wonderful and rich history, but, surely, it never really happened … did it? They do say legends and tales such as these have a certain amount of truth in their origins, but one has to ask just what that truth is – if any – in regards to this wonderful and magical tale of dragons and knights. We do know that a succession of the Lambton generations died before their time and with terrible and painful demises. Two of which died in battles, one at Wakefield and one at Marston Moor, another Lambton died early in life after he drowned, and another died in an accident involving a coach and horses … what you make of this is up to you, but I think it’s certainly interesting and much food for thought.

The majority of the tales produced herein are drawn from a variety of different sources, with some tales being relatively new but most of them dating way back; heck, I have even included some of my own paranormal encounters experienced during my adventures in Wearside, and believe me when I say I have had some hair-raising encounters. I am willing to wager that a lot of the older tales included would have been more or less long forgotten by the good folk of Wearside today, if they were ever aware of them in the first place. It has been my ‘mission’, so to speak, to resurrect and breathe a new lease of life into these long-forgotten accounts of apparitions and tales of terror, and make them available to a whole new generation of Wearsiders. I have endeavoured to re-tell these accounts in their truest form and have avoided embellishment and sensationalism in order to keep them as original as they were when they were first told. It is my hope that these accounts will be kept and passed down to future generations.

An old line drawing illustrating ‘Sunderland, Wearmouth Bridge over the River Wear’. (Courtesy of Newcastle Libraries and Information Service)

The good folk of Wearside need to be aware of their wonderful haunted heritage, and it has been an absolute pleasure for me to be able to compile this book of their finest ghost tales. However, one has to bear in mind that this book barely even scratches the surface when it comes to documenting all of the ghost accounts of the county, and I can bet you a pound to a penny that for every story I have included in this book there will be a plethora of hitherto undiscovered ones just waiting to be found. Ghosts are everywhere – I have always maintained this stance and in light of this, there is sure to be many more tales to be told, each one personal to those that witness it.

All that remains to be said now, is that I hope you enjoy reading this book of hauntings as much as I have enjoyed researching and compiling it. Make yourself comfortable in your favourite armchair, dim the lights and, perhaps with a glass of whisky, prepare yourself for a fascinating journey through the wonderful county that is ‘Haunted Wearside’.

Darren W. Ritson, 2013

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HOUSES AND DWELLINGS

The Hendon Poltergeist

Being a known member of the Society for Psychical Research (SPR) due to my research, which includes the now famous South Shields Poltergeist case, I often get case referrals which are generally in, but not limited to, the north of England. Guy Lyon Playfair (of the Enfield Poltergeist fame) occasionally drops me a line to inform me of these ‘interesting cases’ that have either been in the news, or have been reported to the SPR, which I will then look into in the interests of the society, reporting my findings back to Guy. The following account of an alleged poltergeist is one of my many case referrals.

Strangely, a few days before I received the message from Guy, my attention was roused to the case by Mike Hallowell, with whom I had previously pursued the South Shields Poltergeist. Mike informed me of the paranormal activity that had been going on in the house on Toward Road in the Hendon area of Sunderland, and told me he had already visited the house on a number of occasions and had begun his task of accumulating the evidence in order to ‘help’ the distraught residents. Newcastle ghost walker and founder of Alone in the Dark Entertainment, Steve Taylor had originally informed Mike of the alleged haunting and said that he required his assistance. He too had received a telephone call from a distressed occupant of the house after a local medium had visited and openly admitted that he could not help.

In the early days of the ‘infestation’ (for that is what poltergeists do – infest), the occupant of the haunted abode, Marie Williams, had claimed that she had heard some footsteps making their way up the stairs in her house, even though she knew there was no one else around at the time. It was a month or so after she had moved into the three-storey house with her six children in 2011. Other paranormal things then occurred, such as apparitions manifesting within the house, which were seen by Marie and her children. They included a man dressed in trousers and a white shirt, and two phantom girls. Typical poltergeist-like symptoms soon followed: doors were being slammed closed when nobody was near them; objects were being thrown around the house and mysteriously being placed elsewhere by unseen hands; bedrooms were being completely overturned when no one was inside them; curtains being opened and closed on their own and the occupant of the house also reported being scratched by the so-called entity. After a while, Marie contacted a local ‘psychic’ called Sean Roper, who visited the house and claimed that the spirit energies were like nothing he had ever seen before. He claimed that the entity was so strong there was nothing he could do to help. Soon after, Mike Hallowell became involved in the case and this was shortly followed by a large piece in the Sunderland Echo on Wednesday, 7 March 2012.