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Ghosts from Berkshire Places Beginning with 'O' Oakley
Green An old 16th century farmhouse here
is only haunted when there are children in the house. The spirit is that
of an Elizabethan nurse, devoted to the young. Her presence is felt when
children are about and she keeps them free from cold by shutting all the
windows. New Lodge, at Braywoodside, is
haunted by the ghost of an elderly man, thought to be the building’s
Victorian builder, Baron Van de Weyer. In the drive outside has been seen
a phantom coach drawn by white horses. Old
Windsor At
Rosemary Cottage, an innkeeper cut his wife’s throat and afterwards the
cottage became haunted and footsteps were heard. Dogs would not go into
the cottage until the priest came and exorcised the place. An old lodge on Priest Hill was
supposed to be haunted by a previous owner who had drowned himself in the
nearby Thames. He had weighed his body down with a lawnmower. He would
walk up the stairs and open one of the bedroom doors, making an awful lot
of noise, almost every night. A young girl, supposedly called Sally, also
used to arrive amongst a sweet perfume and sit on the end of one of the
beds. Poltergeist activity included bedclothes being torn from the beds,
objects being thrown and strange lights dancing across the walls
(sometimes only visible to children). Mysterious footprints became burnt
into a new linoleum floor and could never be removed. Bennet House was haunted in the
mid-1950s, mostly in the eastern part of the house. Particularly
noticeable were numerous sorrowful noises, sometimes very loud. Taps
turned on and windows opened all of their own accord; bedclothes were
tugged at and strange footsteps were heard in the bare passages on the
ground floor. One normally passive dog spent a restless night howling in
the pantry. The phenomena all stopped after a short exorcism. George’s IV’s mistress, Perdita Robinson, lived at Englefield Cottage with her daughter, Maria. The latter died, aged eighteen, in 1818 and her unhappy spirit is said to walk in the parish churchyard, where she is buried, at dawn and at dusk. Fear overcame one observer who saw her leaning against the graveyard wall wearing a large back hat; but, as he approached, she disappeared.
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