At some point, Mark Sharp visited Anne’s aunt and persuaded her that – on John Walker’s orders – a family home had been located for Anne, well out of the district and away from nosey villagers. As John was a Yeoman (a gentleman owning a considerable size of land, making him powerful locally and someone to be respected) and considered to be of good standing (aside from the many gossiping tongues within Lumley village), the Aunt helped Anne to pack and soon Mark and Anne had left the area. Anne was never to be seen alive again.
As a location steeped in the annals of time and mystery, it’s little wonder that this fascinating piece of Wiltshire called Avebury holds a serious reputation for the paranormal and unexplained phenomena; a reputation that continues to yield tales from across the centuries, as well as very recent accounts of ghostly occurrences.
The cottage felt perfect, although the figure of a witch made from corn, which was hanging in the stone fireplace, was a bit of a shock. But hey, we were two young mediums, used to researching and discussing the afterlife. We’d both grown up in haunted houses. We’d seen things. No mere corn witch was going to scare us.