Ye
Olde Trip to Jerusalem
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Reputed
to be the oldest pub in England, The Trip to Jerusalem is
said to have been built in 1189 and is shrouded in history...
David Haslam,
It was
a favourite watering hole for the crusaders on their way to
the Holy Land.
Richard
the-Lion-Heart is said to have stayed here on one of his brief
stops in England.
The word
"Trip" or "Trypp" is said to come from
an old word for halt or stop.
Much of
the fabric of the building is carved out from the living rock
on which the castle above stands.
The pub
has two bars on one level, with a further bar up a short flight
of stairs known as the Rock Lounge.
The cursed
galleon:
In
the Rock Lounge is a model galleon hanging from the ceiling,
covered by what looks like 50 years of dust and cobwebs. No
one will clean the galleon because it is cursed. According to
Marilyn, landlady in 1994:
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the
cursed galleon |
"The
last three people who have cleaned it are said to have died
mysterious and unexpected deaths within 12 months of doing
so."
The model
is the largest of several hanging from the ceiling. They are
said to be parting gifts from sailors who had made them to
pass the time at sea, like the scrimshaw of the whalers.
Nottingham
was once a busy inland port; the River Trent is navigable
for quite large vessels all the way to the Humber and the
North Sea.
The maker
of this particular model is unknown but it is completely shrouded
in dust thickened cobwebs.
No name
is visible on the galleon's side, and it would be a foolhardy
soul that would wipe away the dust to find one.
Strange
happenings:
The Rock Lounge in particular seems to be a focal point for
odd happenings. Things such as keys disappear only to turn
up later in odd places. Glasses and bottles have been known
to fly off the shelves and smash, when no one is near by.
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the
cursed galleon on top of the bar in the Rock Lounge |
Staff
have heard the sound of breaking glass coming from the bar,
but when they've gone with a dust pan and brush to clear it
up, they simply can't find any. Sometimes a waft of perfume
fills the air, which Marilyn describes as old fashion scent,
like lavender or rose water.
Marilyn and Patrick were told the pub was haunted when they
arrived. "We
were told that a group of tourists had asked to see the cellars
and they saw two foot soldiers walk through a wall. This was
seen by the whole party, a group of five people."
Ruff
business:
A medium visited the pub and she told us that a clock hanging
in the bar was possessed by two evil spirits. A previous landlady
had two Dobermans that hated that clock. They would stand
and bark at it for no reason.
Marilyns
Doberman, Moritz, named after Baron Von Richthofen's Deerhound,
howled whenever it was put in the office. "He still doesn't
like being shut in there. This is an entrance Mortimer's hole
and they say animals are very sensitive to atmospheres.
"Previous
landlords have both seen and heard two ghosts, a man and woman.
We hear people calling when there's no one there. The woman,
wearing what appears to be crinoline skirts is seen walking
down the stairs into the cellars."
Haunted
caves:
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tunnels
under the pub |
Carved
out from the soft rock, the cellars of the Trip to Jerusalem
are like interconnecting caves.
They have been in use at least since the Norman conquest and
probably longer.
A narrow
shaft pierces the rock above all the way up to the castle.
It is believed this was a "shouting hole" to allow
those in the castle to call for more ale from the cellars
bellow.
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cockfighting
pit hidden under grates |
In one
chamber in the cellars a horseshoe shaped bench has been cut
into the rock around the walls; this was a cockfighting pit.
According
to Marilyn:
"Sometimes you can smell tallows burning down there.
They used this for candles.
The smell can linger for twenty minutes and then it's suddenly
gone."
Left
to die:
On the far side of the cellars a rusting iron gate hangs limply
from it's hinges before a doorway cut into the rock wall.
This is said to be the condemned cell of the castle prison.
A curious
green mould grows on the walls and ceiling. A rock bench has
been carved out on one wall, offering cold comfort to the
unfortunate inmates.
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the
rusting iron gate |
The condemned
cell isn't used to store beer as the ceiling is too low, for
the most part it is kept empty. There is something more to
the cell's oppressive atmosphere than it's natural chill.
There is a palpable cloud of doom here.
Marilyn
concurs with this, "As you walk in the cell, you know
it's not right, you know it is evil. Men condemned to death
were shackled to the walls in there. Some left to die of starvation
or dehydration."
"Two
of the pubs regulars, full of Dutch courage, once decided
they would spend the night in the condemned cell. They lasted
twenty minutes, and were violently sick afterwards."
Moveable
objects:
"My husband had some eerie experience down there, not
long after we'd moved in. The mallets for tapping the barrels
kept disappearing. These are big rubber ones that are always
kept in the same place. Sometimes you go down there and you
can't find one anywhere, only to look again to see three mallets
lined up on three consecutive barrels, where you've just looked."
"One
day he needed to get something from the other side of the
cellar. He didn't bother to turn the light on and as he crossed
the room something icy touched him lightly on the back of
his neck. Needless to say the lights are always on now if
any one is working in there."
"Some
time later I was working at the sink, near the condemned cell,
washing some buckets out, when I saw something walk past me.
There was no one else there and it couldn't have been a shadow,
it was like a grey mass."
"I
had this feeling like an icy bar being passed through my body.
I just stood there totally still. Then I looked at my feet
because I felt this iciness come down and go out through my
toes and I shuddered from head to foot. I don't know whether
it was a condemned prisoner that hasn't passed over properly,
or a soul in torment but it was a totally evil feeling, horrible.
I wouldn't go down there again for about three weeks. It really
frightened me."
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