The Ghostly Horse Drawn Roller of Kentisbeare

In the hush of Kentisbeare, where Mid Devon’s fields ripple under a boundless sky and the River Ken weaves through ancient groves, the Bradford House estate looms like a sentinel of forgotten tales. By night, when fog drapes the land and the stars hide, a spectral rhythm stirs—a horse-drawn roller, its wheels creaking along a lonely road near a shadowed pool, guided by a farmer whose toil ended in tragedy centuries ago. Bound to the estate’s quiet lanes, his ghostly ride at midnight whispers of loss and labour, a haunting echo that lingers in the heart of this pastoral parish, where the past refuses to sleep.