Willie the Weaver

In the tranquil village of Hawkchurch, straddling the Devon-Dorset border where the River Axe whispers through ancient hills, a merged cottage, once two humble dwellings, harbours the restless spirit of Willie the Weaver, a ginger-haired tramp whose ghostly form and vanished terrier haunt the home after a grim fate in 1892. Unearthed canine bones and a dog’s fearful refusal to enter the parlour in 1955 unveiled a chilling mystery, with Willie’s spectre appearing at the back door, his sack slung over his shoulder, a testament to a life and loss sealed within the cottage’s walls. This haunting legacy, woven through decades of whispers, binds the house to a tragedy that lingers in the autumn dusk.