Unsubstantiated reports state that the villages of Ripple, Mongeham and Northbourne have been in a quandary of late due to the recent alleged appearance of a ghost at a local pub.
The pub has been established for over three hundred years, and for a great number of those years was a thriving and busy establishment.
Though now only offering a relatively limited selection of cask and real ales, together with draught cider and lager, the quality of the beer has remained of the highest class. And is retailed at a reasonable price.
The pub
continues to attract many aficionados of real ale and good food, together with a selection of village
locals who imbibe at their own pace, enjoying the solitude and good service offered by
the ancient premises.
He then opened a large chest revealing a red cape and tunic, together with an ancient scroll with the signature of Arthur Wellesley, aka The Duke of Wellington. The contents of the note describing his thanks for the pubs agreement to provide him with ale and supper when ever the duke was in the village, and dated 1832.
The report continues by alleging that with this revelation, and the truth of the previous evenings ghostly apparition starting to be clearer, he climbed the staircase to his bed and firmly shut the door behind him, dreaming of the Iron Duke and future pub sales advancing at a rate that was never envisaged.
In addition, excellent overnight accommodation is also offered to those who wish to stay.
However, it is alleged that at a recent quiz evening the participants of the weekly contest were amazed to note the eerie presence of a ghost like apparition resembling the countenance and body of the Duke Of Wellington.
The unsubstantiated rumors allege that the assembled quizzers spat out their pints in disbelief, as the ghostly apparition opened the side door to the pub, entered the bar and ghosted to a position behind the pumps. Without hesitation, the former Prime Minister and vanquisher of Napoleon, silently filled a tankard of Porter, and began to sip the dark liquid. This being even more of a surprise as the establishment has not supplied Porter for over 90 years.
The Duke quickly finished his beverage and motioning towards the door, vaulted over the bar counter and exclaimed that he was late for a meeting with the miller at Ripple Mill, and then for a late lunch at Walmer Castle, where he resided as Warden of the Cinque Ports.
It is further alleged, that at this the landlord of the pub grabbed the bell and rang the final bell abruptly ending the evenings entertainment, and ushering the assembled punters out of the door. The allegation goes on to reveal that the following days were awash with rumors that a hoax had taken place, and that a local villager with a grudge was playing tricks on the village pub and customers.
The rumor goes on to state that several days later, Artimus Greenbucket ran hurriedly in to the pub holding a book that he had borrowed from Deal library, pointing out a passage that revealed that during the Duke of Wellingtons residency at Walmer Castle, he would regularly ride across the fields to the pub to grab a quick pint before discussing trade with the miller at Ripple Mill. The assembled imbibers all nodded with a knowing manner and ushered Artimus to leave the premises and take his book with him.
It is further alleged that as the evenings preceding began to fade from the memory of the villagers, a thought crossed the mind of the publican, but was soon dismissed as unsound.
However, it is alleged that at a recent quiz evening the participants of the weekly contest were amazed to note the eerie presence of a ghost like apparition resembling the countenance and body of the Duke Of Wellington.
The unsubstantiated rumors allege that the assembled quizzers spat out their pints in disbelief, as the ghostly apparition opened the side door to the pub, entered the bar and ghosted to a position behind the pumps. Without hesitation, the former Prime Minister and vanquisher of Napoleon, silently filled a tankard of Porter, and began to sip the dark liquid. This being even more of a surprise as the establishment has not supplied Porter for over 90 years.
The Duke quickly finished his beverage and motioning towards the door, vaulted over the bar counter and exclaimed that he was late for a meeting with the miller at Ripple Mill, and then for a late lunch at Walmer Castle, where he resided as Warden of the Cinque Ports.
It is further alleged, that at this the landlord of the pub grabbed the bell and rang the final bell abruptly ending the evenings entertainment, and ushering the assembled punters out of the door. The allegation goes on to reveal that the following days were awash with rumors that a hoax had taken place, and that a local villager with a grudge was playing tricks on the village pub and customers.
The rumor goes on to state that several days later, Artimus Greenbucket ran hurriedly in to the pub holding a book that he had borrowed from Deal library, pointing out a passage that revealed that during the Duke of Wellingtons residency at Walmer Castle, he would regularly ride across the fields to the pub to grab a quick pint before discussing trade with the miller at Ripple Mill. The assembled imbibers all nodded with a knowing manner and ushered Artimus to leave the premises and take his book with him.
It is further alleged that as the evenings preceding began to fade from the memory of the villagers, a thought crossed the mind of the publican, but was soon dismissed as unsound.
He reportedly
then ambled back behind the bar, lifted the hatch to the cellar and
slowly descended the old steps. At the bottom he turned to his left and
adjusted the gas on the lager barrel.
He then opened a large chest revealing a red cape and tunic, together with an ancient scroll with the signature of Arthur Wellesley, aka The Duke of Wellington. The contents of the note describing his thanks for the pubs agreement to provide him with ale and supper when ever the duke was in the village, and dated 1832.
The report continues by alleging that with this revelation, and the truth of the previous evenings ghostly apparition starting to be clearer, he climbed the staircase to his bed and firmly shut the door behind him, dreaming of the Iron Duke and future pub sales advancing at a rate that was never envisaged.
As he rose in the morning, he
felt he had to inspect the chest in the cellar, and upon visiting the
chest, he was astonished to note that the clothing and parchment were
missing, and his dreams of increased takings vanquished.
The unsubstantiated report ends with the allegation that his mind turned quickly to the next quiz and the hope that the Duke would appear again and attract more trade, although deep down believing that he was either loosing his mind or drinking too much of the slops !
The unsubstantiated report ends with the allegation that his mind turned quickly to the next quiz and the hope that the Duke would appear again and attract more trade, although deep down believing that he was either loosing his mind or drinking too much of the slops !
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