The Most Hauned Places in Cheshire East
Along with Nantwich and Holmes Chapel, we have been urged to briefly write about our most recent visit to the Edge.
We have been to this location many times. Alderley Edge boasts that it is one of the most affluent areas of country. However, this need not concern us here.
Alderley Edge has a few reasonable hotels (e.g., the Wizard’s Thatch), public houses, restaurants, and even a prized chip shop (much cheaper to take food out than eat in). All of which are best experienced first hand. So, even a cursory preview would not suffice here.
The De Trafford Arms and The Wizard of the Edge seem to be the most notable public houses. Seemingly, neither of which have any reported ghosts. We did ask at the time; albeit both are busy in the Summer months.
This is not to say that the Edge itself is not embroiled in legend, magic, mystic, and otherworldly activities. Some thirty minutes walk from The De Trafford Arms is the Edge itself. The Edge is the inspiration behind many Alan Garner’s tomes, each of which, worthwhile in their own right. Here, one might find chalky glens, wells, caves, and much more. The view from Castle Point is impressive, whereas from Stormy Point one may even raise the Devil.
Other than the idea that King Arthur lies dormant in one of the caves on the Edge, there are associated legends of Merlin. One such sighting of Merlin includes him walking naked in the grounds near the Wizard public house. The details of this are rather sketchy and possibly the intention of an ignorant by-stander.
The Wizard pub itself sells reasonably priced meals. Some barstaff may need prompting to top-up lacking pints of real ale; others are extremely enthusiastic and get it right first time.
The De Trafford Arms, again a public house, we have visited on several instances, is still rather enticing. The refreshments are varied, in a positive way. It’s all good fun!
The Train Journey from Stockport to Knutsford
We travelled from Stockport slightly after three thirty on the Chester line. We were destined for Knutsford. We could not make seat reservations on the train; it always seems to be the case on that line. Thankfully, there was no seating problem. The whole journey went smoothly.
The Cross Keys
We arrived at Knutsford slightly after 4pm. We got as far as the Cross Keys, as just about everywhere else was closed. The Cross Keys had no hot food available. Apparently, food is only available between noon and 2pm during the week. Thankfully, it had no problem to permit children or consent us eating our sandwiches. Of course, we ordered a few packets of crisps to supplement the sandwich diet.
Drinks were in perfect condition. I espied the typical commercial real ale set-up: Timothy Taylor, Kentish Spitfire, and Bombardier. We had several from this range. The Spitfire was particularly exceptional at £3.20 per pint. It was almost as remarkable as the building itself. We had the chance to sit in an old converted cellar. We have made a handful of visuals available to get an idea of atmosphere.
After several drinks, we decided to find a food outlet. Spice sold little that could be eaten easily outdoors. Waitrose was closed but Coop was open. The Coop often sells hot food and I am partial to Tillington Hills, a Coop cider.
Travelodge Knutsford Tabley
We agreed £10 for a five or so minute taxi ride to Travelodge Knutsford Tabley. This works out at an amazing £120 per hour. At least the drive spoke English and took us to the right hotel. Typically, it was next to a Little Chef. There is a pattern developing here: where the hotel is next to a Little Chef, no additional cutlery is available from reception. One is advised to visit the Little Chef; this hotel was no exception (cf. Adlington Travelodge). It also shares a few other peculiar similarities. A couple of notable parallels are the use of a traditional key as well as a musty smell. Also, when I left my battery charger and batteries (some £20 worth of equipment) at Adlington, the receptionist was far from useful when I enquired several times about it. Other less than helpful Travelodge establishments include one in Blackpool and another in Durham. Nonetheless, Travelodge Knutsford Tabley showed signs of reluctance to help. I will explain:
Unfortunately, there were issues with the sofa bed. It had no mattress; a requisite normally? Even worse, there were noisy children, who appeared to have been left unattended. These were causing a nuisance in the corridor after 9pm in a most obnoxious way, e.g., banging on doors, trying the key in various doors including the room we occupied, etc. The receptionist became defensive when I suggested to him to investigate or ask their guardians to attend to their children. After twenty minutes, he offered to move us. He continually refused to approach those at fault. After we moved, there were no more issues but he did not tackle the root of the problem.