Post by verydisconoir on Jun 7, 2005 0:45:05 GMT
I've spent some time at King John's Castle. The sweet-spot for me is on the second floor - plenty of people up there!
Also, a few hundred years ago there was a horse racecourse next door (J5 M3 is almost the middle of it, and why the Lord Derby pub is so named), so there's a lot of crossover between horse stuff (blacksmiths, saddlers, spectators, killed-in-action jockeys and so on) and castle stuff to pick-up in the castle area. On the down-side there's a farm on the other side of the canal that doubles-up as an unofficial MOD testing facility - they test "harmless stuff" over there at all times of the day and night. There's also a local nutter named Roger who dresses as a Minstrel and hides in the woods, so worth a rugby-tackle if you see one - just to be sure.
The Jolly Farmer pub nearby - I was forced to endure a skittles evening in there a few years ago (the only time I've ever been there, I'm not suggesting that it's a hive of paranormal activity), as I went to throw my ball (or whatever it's called), I looked at the skittles and saw a woman hanging by a rope about her neck at the end of the room. Very unexpected, as nothing about the room suggested investigation. Needless to say, I fumbled my shot...
Also, a few hundred years ago there was a horse racecourse next door (J5 M3 is almost the middle of it, and why the Lord Derby pub is so named), so there's a lot of crossover between horse stuff (blacksmiths, saddlers, spectators, killed-in-action jockeys and so on) and castle stuff to pick-up in the castle area. On the down-side there's a farm on the other side of the canal that doubles-up as an unofficial MOD testing facility - they test "harmless stuff" over there at all times of the day and night. There's also a local nutter named Roger who dresses as a Minstrel and hides in the woods, so worth a rugby-tackle if you see one - just to be sure.
The Jolly Farmer pub nearby - I was forced to endure a skittles evening in there a few years ago (the only time I've ever been there, I'm not suggesting that it's a hive of paranormal activity), as I went to throw my ball (or whatever it's called), I looked at the skittles and saw a woman hanging by a rope about her neck at the end of the room. Very unexpected, as nothing about the room suggested investigation. Needless to say, I fumbled my shot...
