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Datchworth Green
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General
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A brief note about the area
The sounds of a coach and horses The sound of footsteps on the stairs A middle-aged man in a mirror A horseless cart full of bodies The sounds of a car that wasn’t there The sounds of footsteps A ghost collecting sticks on the green A woman hovering above the ground |
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If you want to know more about Datchworth why not visit the museum on Datchworth Green. It is situated in an old blacksmith’s forge which contains the original forge and bellows. The museum tells the history of the village with many objects donated or lent by local people.
One evening a woman from Datchworth Green was out for a nocturnal walk and was approaching the Green. She suddenly became aware of the sounds of a horse and cart approaching at speed yet there was nothing visible on the road. The sounds grew until they were unmistakable, galloping horses and the creaking of a fast moving coach. She pressed herself against a hedgerow as the sounds raced past and she even felt the coach and horses go by. Then as quickly as they had come the noises faded away without anything being seen.
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Pettits is a house which lies next to the Green and is haunted by the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Footsteps have also been heard going from room to room overhead as if something is pacing restlessly. Members of the family that live in the house and their friends have often gone in search of the originator of the sounds but no one has ever been found.
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The Plough public house lies next to the Green and in the late 1990s the landlady developed a dislike for mirrors. Whenever she would look in one she would see a middle-aged man standing behind her. To try to solve the mystery of the man she went to her local spiritualist church and a clairvoyant told her that the man was an admirer who introduced himself as Jacques from the eighteenth century.
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Rectory Lane is haunted by a horseless cart that makes its way from the Green in the direction of the church. Limp legs and arms have been seen dangling from the cart. The cart is believed by some to be a plague cart as the sound of a bell has been heard. It is more likely that the haunting relates to a tragic and true story regarding a family that lived in the area in the late 1700s.
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One dark winter’s night two friends were walking along Rectory Lane in the direction of the church. The night was a cold one with no moon and a wind which blew the trees either side of the road and made the place seem eerie. Suddenly one of the girls heard the sounds of a car rushing along the lane. As the road is narrow the girl instinctively pushed her friend out of the way then dived for cover herself. Nothing went past them and the noises died away.
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In recent times the sounds of footsteps proceeding along Rectory Lane have been heard but there is never anyone there.
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At dusk the dark figure of an old woman, collecting sticks on the Green, has been seen.
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One night a group of people saw a woman standing by the swings on the Green. As they drew nearer they saw that she was wearing very old fashioned clothes and she seemed to be hovering just off the ground. As they moved closer still she vanished.
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