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General
Olney is first mentioned in 876 AD in the treaty of Wedmore between King Alfred and Guthrum the Dane. The boundary was the river with Olney on the Danish side. The name is Old English and consists of a personal name Olla and eg meaning island. Another theory has it that the name comes from Aln-ey, an island of alder trees. In the Domesday Book it is spelt Olnei. Other spellings have included Oulny, Oulney, Wolney and Olneye.
For three hundred years Olney was at the heart of the bobbin lace making industry in the area. Today it is best known for the Pancake Race which is run on Shrove Tuesday and has it origins in the fifteenth century. The race is run to the church steps and the winner was kissed by the verger, or bell-ringer. The kiss came to be called the “Kiss of Peace” and was accompanied with the words, “The peace of the Lord be always with you”.
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The Castle Inn
In the early 1990s a report appeared in an Olney paper regarding the haunting of the Castle Inn. At the time Sylvia, the wife of the publican, said that she had gone to bed one night after switching on a gas fire and leaving her cat asleep in the lounge. During the night she suddenly woke up with the feeling that a cat was crawling all over her face. By the light of the outside street lamp she could see that there was nothing there. Perplexed by what had happened she got up and went into the lounge to discover that the room was filled with gas. She had turned the fire on but hadn’t lit it. Her cat was barely alive, a few minutes more and they would both have been dead. So what had wakened her?
The circumstance by which she woke up could simply have been dismissed as a dream if it wasn’t for the fact that she later experienced a physical manifestation of a ghost. The figure she saw was a woman wearing black clothes in what Sylvia classed as an eighteenth century style. She was not the only one to see the figure as one of her customers did too. When Sylvia’s daughter, Fiona, was eight years old she came down the stairs and told her mother that she had just seen a man walk through a door in the wall where there wasn’t a door. The door had been sealed up some time ago.
Sylvia’s husband, Peter, also experienced a strange occurrence when he heard someone walking down the stairs. Not particularly unusual one might feel but it was when you consider that the stairs had been blocked off a long time ago. One of the barmaids also had an unusual experience. One evening she arrived at the pub early, let herself in, locked the pub back up and went upstairs. When she came down again there was a row of bottles on the bar floor, yet they weren’t there before and there was no one else in the building.
Sylvia tried to get rid of the ghost by having it exorcised, after which all the creaks and strange noises seemed to disappear. But it did not end there. A number of year’s later people were still talking of the ghost which was said to be a woman. Things would get moved around, especially vases of flowers and it seems to have a habit of folding people’s clothes for them.
The Castle Inn is an old building next door to which used to be a blacksmith’s. The blacksmith’s was later demolished and the pub extended over the site to create what is now the games room. It is said that a horrific murder was committed in a blacksmith’s in the town; could it have been the one where the pub stands? A phantom coach is reported to pass through this part of the building once a year but no one seems to know when.
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Whirly Pit
In Olney there is a legend of a bottomless pond called the Whirly Pit which stood near to the Castle Inn. The pond was alleged to have an underground passage running beneath it. Tales tell of coaches drawn by headless horses which career along the tunnel, in one coach the passenger is the Devil himself, whilst in another it is two people fleeing from a murder. It is said that the latter’s coach was driven by a headless coachman who kept taking the wrong turn so they kept ending up back at the Whirly pit and so on for all eternity.
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