LichfieldLore

LichfieldLore

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Lover of curiosities, legends & languages. Searching for stories in Staffordshire & beyond. The weird one from @lichdiscovered. Website: lichfieldlore.co.uk

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The Uxbridge Arms, Chasetown. Yesterday several people told me part of it had once been a mortuary & it’s haunted by a woman called Mabel. Some have seen her, some have heard her, whilst others have picked up on a presence of something in the toilets. But who is this mysterious Mabel? #spookysunday

Today is the tenth anniversary of when my over-dunked biscuit broke off and, rather than splashing back down into my brew, landed on the rim of my cup. As is tradition, I shall be celebrating with more tea and biscuits.

I can’t say I inherited any skills from my great, great, great grandfather who ran a pub and a smithy in Gloucester but I do now own something I forged myself from metal and fire on a three hundred year old anvil 🔥

I had a conversation with a friend last week about why we are rubbish at celebrating what we are good at. It was a timely chat as my Lichfield Lore blog has just tipped over into 100,000 all time visitors with 50,000 this year alone.

Read that everytime one of the Bagot goats died at Blithfield, the estate employees were instructed to cut off its head and send it up to the hall before burying the body in the grounds. None of the employees knew what happened to the heads. Just deciding whether I want to find out or not…

There are several stones around land that once belonged to the Worthington family of Maple Hayes. Most mark the planting of a woodland but are mistaken for gravestones. This one however, found by our local farmer, does actually appear to commemorate a death. Who, or most likely, what was Cecil?

The Dyott crest & chapel at St Mary’s where generations of the famous Lichfield family lie. The death of a Dyott was marked by a torchlit procession accompanied by servants from their Freeford estate. No family members were present for fear of being the next to follow to the grave. #spookysunday

I’ve visited Farewell for many years but today was the first time I noticed this cross carved into the 14th chancel. Until 1527 a priory of nuns lived here alongside a spring, around three miles to the north of Lichfield.

On New Years Day 1915, HMS Formidable was struck by a torpedo. The dead were laid out in the cellar of the Pilot Boat Inn & the landlord’s dog came & sat by one of the bodies, licking its face.

Eventually, Seaman WS Cowan regained consciousness & the cross-bred collie was given a silver collar & shield. The heroic hound’s name was Lassie so was this Dorset dog was the inspiration behind its famous Hollywood namesake?

A track in a field that takes you back in time to the Roman Empire. This is a part of Watling Street, just outside the settlement of Letocetum, and and somewhere along this short stretch was the junction with Ryknield Street.

Until the 1970s, a milestone stood at the junction but I’ve heard it was snaffled for use in a nearby stile. To be fair, it wouldn’t be the first bit of Roman stone to be recycled around here.

Finally explored the Greenway created along the old Lichfield to Walsall railway route. Started at Sandfields, hopped off at Hammerwich so didn’t quite make it to the end of the line.

The War Stone in Birmingham is believed to have been a boundary or hoar stone, giving its corrupted name to the street it now sits on. Originally the road was called ‘Deadman’s Lane’ which seems spookily prescient given a cemetery was consecrated here in 1848.

Following up on last week’s post about Papillon Hall and its infamous cursed footwear with a post about its haunted paintings. There was so much weirdness going on at this lost Leicestershire house there will probably have to be a part III too. Or a film. lichfieldlore.co.uk/2026/05/17/c...

lichfieldlore.co.ukCursed Soles Part IIOn our second visit to Papillon Hall, we’re going to step away from the tales of the infamous cursed footwear. Instead, let’s meet the man painted as the villain of the piece and his po…

Just started another attempt at spooky semi-fiction set in Staffordshire. It’s about Kitty Fisher, and the submerged bridge at Blithfield Reservoir which bears her name. Doing some research and turns out a skull was found on the banks of the water in 1991. Sometimes stories just write themselves…