Lady Warbutons walk
By the traffic lights on Rood hill in Congleton can be found a public footpath which runs behind Tesco’s, this is known locally as Lady Warburtons walk as her ghost is said to walk this path.
The path at one time led to a place known as Daisy Bank hall, which unfortunately no longer exists. The foundations of the hall could still be seen up until the 1950-60s, but have since been removed. The reason Lady Warburtons ghost is said to haunt this footpath is that she use to walk down this footpath when she was alive to find out news about her husband who was away at war. When he failed to return she was grief stricken and took her own life, now her ghost retraces the steps she once walked when she was alive in the hope of being reunited with her husband.
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Oh what memories this brings back – Lady Warburton’s walk is at the bottom of Woodlands Avenue on Rood Hill, which is where I used to live as a child….. Many is the time that my friends and I have “braved” walking the length of the walk at dusk and frightened ourselves silly….!!! We never saw the Lady herself but we still managed to get very spooked….!!!
I love walking around there , when I go for a walk around there sometime someone is there , I would love a ghost hunt there
It was Lady WarbuRton’s Walk, haunted, it was said, by the ‘Grey Lady’ when a branch of my family lived and farmed at the Hall, until its regrettable demolition. I learned to drive up and down the wide drive which ran alongside, turning round in the yard at Daisybank, having lived at the Hall during my youth, delighting in the harvest of the ‘quarter-mile field’ and feeding the pigs.
The house was still there when I was a kid late 60s early 70’s and the story we heard was that she was leaning out of a window looking for her husband and it fell and decapitated her and her head rolled down the drive
Thanks for that. The sash window falling was the detail which I had forgotten, though the decapitation was not in my uncle’s version! He was Harry Poole who owned Daisybank, as it was known, and farmed there in the nineteen-sixties. He owned two shops in Congleton’s main street, the town from which my parents came. Bob Cordon Champ .
Hi Robert, this is Margaret Turner, oh how I loved my childhood at Daisy Bank
I hope that all is well with you and yours ?
hi robert and margaret . i use played round daisy bank ad use live on tidnocck ave . i do some cleaning around there . someone stop me other asking aout the ghost i told her adout all/ i love to do a ghost hunt there
A second hand story, but we’re wondering. In dovedale, by the stepping stones, there is a hill that a lot of people stop on to eat picnics in the summer. My aunt, uncle and their dog were sat there and it was crowded with people. Lenny, the dog, began to growl under his breath. There were people eating silently next to them who couldn’t hear the dog. When they looked up they saw a woman dressed all in black walk down the hill and move just in front of them. She was further away from the couple sat next to them who hadnt heard the dog growling. It was a very low growl and it was aimed at the woman. She stopped on the path, slowly turned and grinned at them before moving on. They were spooked by it. I just wondered if anyone has had a similar experience with a woman like this. They named her the Dovedale witch. Apparently the entire scenario made them go cold.