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Bone Hill Farm

Bone Hill Baby Farm has to be one of the Wyre’s darkest historical secrets. During the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries well-to-do gentlemen (so it's reckoned) were known to journey here accompanied by their pregnant daughters and/or mistresses. For a fee any illegitimate off-springs would be discreetly ‘disposed of’.

As you’d expect, grim legends abounded, including ghostly lights that glowed around the house at night, blood stains being witnessed on the flagstones and the notion that it was impossible to dig in the orchard without uprooting any bones.

In the ‘Over Wyre Historical Journals’ our old colleague, the late-great Headlie Lawrenson relates the tale of how Miss A. Butler’s grandmother, the village midwife at the time, was awakened one night: “…by a stranger, who demanded she should accompany him to a difficult confinement. He took her to a lonely farm where, after the birth, the child was snatched from her and taken from the room. After she had attended the mother she wandered into the kitchen, where to her horror she surprised the man in the act of disposing of the child’s remains on the roaring peat fire.”

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In the ‘Over Wyre Historical Journals’ our old colleague, the late-great Headlie Lawrenson relates the tale of how Miss A. Butler’s grandmother, the village midwife at the time, was awakened one night: “…by a stranger, who demanded she should accompany him to a difficult confinement. He took her to a lonely farm where, after the birth, the child was snatched from her and taken from the room. After she had attended the mother she wandered into the kitchen, where to her horror she surprised the man in the act of disposing of the child’s remains on the roaring peat fire.”

This is a story that's been repeated all over the world at various times.
 
Though you can see it the farm is on a low hill out across the
fields and can only be reached by a long single track far track
I can well imagine all sorts of strange goings on happening there.
 
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