In the summer of 1972, I was driving a girlfriend out to the Moonfleet Hotel for a drink, and it was just getting dark when we got to the trees just before the bridge, and she screamed out, “Stop!” She said we were about to run over a woman she had seen at the side of the road in a cloak. We got out, but there was nobody there, and I said it must have been the tree’s shadow. About two weeks later, we were driving there again, and I joked, “I wonder if we will see your friend again.” Sure enough, at exactly the same spot, she screamed for me to stop; this time the woman was turned towards us, apparently with her arms up. Again, we got out, and there was nothing.
A few years later I was in the pub chatting about ghosts and started to tell the story, “We were driving out to Moonfleet…” He stopped me and then told me exactly the same story. I asked him if he had seen the apparition; he said no, but his girlfriend, who was driving, did. A year or so later, yet another guy confirmed the same story. Later still, I was in the Kings Arms, and I recognised the barmaid as somebody who had worked at Moonfleet and asked her about the sightings there. She confirmed that a woman had been run over at that point some years ago but couldn’t remember if it was a horse and carriage or an army truck that had killed her.
Selwyn Williams
