Myths and Legends of the Vale of Glamorgan Part 1

Stories of piracy, shipwrecks and also hauntings in the Vale of Glamorgan

  1. The Wreckers’ Story

This awful story is rumoured to have actually taken place in coastal towns throughout Wales, consisting of the Vale and Legends of Bridgend. An old man and his spouse would certainly set false lights, appeal ships onto the rocks, and take their products.

The tale tells of one evening of heavy weather, when as usual, on listening to a cruising ship was beating in from the west, the pair established their lights as well as went to sleep. The following early morning they headed down to the coast and saw that the ship as well as most of her team passed away on the rocks that evening. The old man can see a male, half dead, rolling in the waves.

The old man took a rock as well as smashed the seafarer over the head, to guarantee there were no survivors. However when he passed on the body to look the man’s pockets, he discovered his much-loved as well as only kid, a boy who had mosted likely to sea a number of years prior to.

  1. Amy …

A strange hint as to the identification of a person that has been haunting a vale hostelry has emerged throughout remodelling work.

Built in 1383 as a grange for a neighborhood abbey, the Plough as well as Harrow in Monknash, was when used for storage but additionally as a mortuary for the bodies of seafarers enticed to the dangerous coast by the well known ‘Wreckers of Wick’. Employee and proprietors have actually claimed one of the ghosts, called Amy, whose steps have often been heard on the landing, was when a girl who had actually died at a young age near the structure. When the building underwent restorations, words ‘AMY’S PLAYROOM’ appeared on one of the doors, and also despite changes for many years, the words have remained.

  1. The Haunted Field

The Tinkinswood burial chamber in St Nicholas was created nearly 6000 years back, throughout the ‘New Stone Age’ in Europe and also held 50 bodies inside.

There are several tales bordering the area, consisting of the story that anybody that invests a night at this site on the evenings preceding May Day, St John’s Day (23rd June), or Midwinter Day would pass away, go raving mad, or come to be a poet.

Another painful tale alleges that the boulders to the south of the monolith, is claimed to be females turned to stone for dance on the Sabbath: