Bourne Hall Museum
Halloween Walk on the Dark Side
Tuesday 30th October
Wed 31st October
Thursday 1st November
7:30 to 9pm
Discover the darker side of Ewell’s history with a guided tour around its historic heart. Visit graveyards and crime scenes if you dare. Hear tales of local folk who won’t stay dead, ghostly coach crashes and exploding gunpowder mills.
Discover the story of Joan Butts, Ewell’s witch.
Are you brave enough to dare to tread where the Resurrection Men once stood whilst you learn about their grisly trade? Experience for yourself what it was like to be imprisoned in Ewell’s 18th century jail—be careful you don’t get left behind.
Cost £5 per person. Please meet in the foyer of Bourne Hall.
If there is high demand for places an additional walk will be offered
Numbers are limited: to reserve your place please contact David Brooks—020 8394 1734
It is that time of year soon when the dead come out to play which means its Halloween walk time! Attached are details of this year’s walks along with a tale to go along with it!
The late evening mist swirled around Ewell High Street, just it had done thousands of years ago when the vapour rose from the ancient springs. I stood on the corner where West Street meets Church Street. A 293 bus passed and in the glow of the lighted interior I saw the blank faces of travellers staring back out me. The bus passed and I carried on into the High Street, past no. 24 on the corner. A loud bang, the closing of a door! But the building was in darkness and securely locked up. I listened again but all was silent. The bus reminded me that it is not every passenger that passes safely through Ewell.
The year was 1826 and the Dorking coach turned off London Road into Church Street, passing the old church and travelling a short way down the road to stop outside the Kings Head – then a pub, now a house. The driver got down and left a boy in charge of the coach and its powerful horses. In the back sat Catherine Bailey, eager to be home again and to see her husband James. What happened next is not known, but the coach began to move down the hill towards the High Street, with the boy desperately trying to control it. It turned and smashed into the buildings there, then overturned, and Catherine was mortally injured. Someone was despatched to Epsom to fetch the doctor. Back in Ewell Catherine in great pain was removed from the coach and in great pain taken to one of the bedrooms of no 24, where she moaned in pain, drifting in and out of consciousness she called for her husband James. Meanwhile the messenger had arrived at the doctor’s home and was banging on the door. ‘Come out, come at once! The Dorking coach has overturned at Ewell and a lady is badly injured’.
The doctor did not move. Staring frostily at the messenger, he said ‘You won’t catch me like that! I’m not the fool you think’. The day was April the first and he was sure that this was some practical joke. Not until the messenger had run back to Ewell and returned with reinforcements could the doctor be persuaded to come – but by the time he arrived poor Catherine had passed on.
Catherine never left Ewell. Now she is laid to rest in near the old church of St. Mary, in a forgotten corner where the sunshine rarely comes. At no. 24 footsteps are heard in the night and when it is silent the moaning of a young women can be heard. Windows are opened and lights turned on and off, and things are moved about in a playful manner. The old house is never quiet, it has lived through 500 years and many generations of occupants. Some of them, it seems, are still there.