In the 1930's the Angel in Lavenham, Suffolk, used to be a refectory of the religious order. Years later the premises were broken up and turned into an inn, and stories about ghosts at the pub followed.
The first Christmas the landlady Joyce and her husband Cyril spent as new tenent's of the pub they had the Christmas tree in the salloon bar. One evening, about a week before Christmas, Joyce came down at 5.00pm to open up and she saw a little old lady dressed in old fashioned clothes standing, staring at the tree and smiling, and then she vanished.
The explanation could be that, 60 or 70 years before, the pub was run by a Mrs Goodhew who died there. A photograph of the former landlady bears a strong resemblance to the apparition.

Still At Large
The Morpeth Arms
Millbank,
London.

One customer always lingers behind after closing time at the Morpeth Arms on London's Millbank...the ghost of an escaped convict. The 19th century pub's resident ghost prowls the cavernous vaults of the building, and has done for many years, according to Gerry and Jan, the tenents of the pub.
Legend has it that the convict from Millbank Prison - which once stood on the site of what is now a part of the nearby Tata Gallery - tunnelled his way into the pub's cellar to escape being transported to Australia. His bid was in vain because he perished in the labyrinthine vaults.

Disputed Ghost
The Ship Hotel
Oundle,
Northamptonshire.

Allan, the landlord of the 600 year old Ship Hotel, has had more than his fair share of spirits, he says.
Ghost hunters claim that two of the bedrooms are haunted and they would like to perform an exorcism. Alan refuses though saying that he has not himself witnessed anything. He said: "The ghosts are in the records and two experts are sure that they exist, but I remain sceptical. Nothing has happened to me yet!"

Happy Haunting
The Eight Bells
Goudhurst,
Kent.

Peter and Pat, together with daughter Pauline, were tenents of a pub with a ghost and they were not n the least concerned, they say.
"No country pub should be without a ghost," said Pat. "At the Eight Bells the ghost was in a passage by two bedrooms at the top of the house. The dog, Henry, used to bristle and refused to move until it had gone away. If I went upstairs and thought I could sense the presence of the ghost I used to say "excuse me" and carry on. It was quite a friendly feeling."

The Nun
The York Arms
York,
Yorkshire.

The ghost of a grey lady haunts the York Arms, near the York Minster. She was said to have been walled up after giving birth to a child in the pub which stands on the site of an former prison. It is now a part of the itinerary of York's many ghost hunting walks and ghost weekends.
The tenents Barry and Marie have not been disturbed by her recently but say they have been bothered by her presence in the past. Barry says he came downstairs on a morning and on a few occasions discovered the stools were turned over by the nun during the night who, it is said, is wandering around in search of her baby.
I'll also say personally from the time I would visit this pub a few years ago, that the area of the passage near to the mens and ladies toilets does give the feeling of you are often not quite on your own. Is anyone else reading this come from or have visited York and feel this also?

The Dark Stranger
The Bull's Head
Hanford,
Stoke On Trent.

A tall stranger has caused a number of experiences at the Bull's Head in Staffordshire.
"We didn't believe the stories when we first came here," said Bob and Joan, "we do now." Their daughter, Dawn, saw enough to dispel the doubts when she woke up one night to find a tall, dark figure in a long white robe standing in the bedroom.
"I looked in disbelief, and then he was gone." On another occassion Joan went to switch on a light but found it already turned on, when she knew the room had been empty. Her dogs began running around in circles howling, their fur standing on end.
A relief manager refused to sleep on the premises because he said he felt the place was haunted, and a member of staff quit after saying he had also witnessed the ghost of the tall, dark man.

The Boy Named Charlie
The Yorkshire Rose
Filey,
Yorkshire.

A pantry boy, murdered at the beginning od this century, is blamed for the strange happenings at the Yorkshire Rose.
Nicknamed little Charlie, he has been blamed for smashing ashtrays and making pictures fall from the walls.
The landlord said: "I don't believe in ghosts, but something very strange is happening here."
A pantry boy, who worked in the premises when they were a residential hotel, was cleaved to death when he was just 12 years old. Apparently the boy came from a prudish family that objected to smoking and drinking.
The landlord said: "Once when I was chatting to a customer, an ashtray at the other end of the bar fell to the floor, and the same thing again shortly after when some customers where in playing dominoes."
"This is getting rather nerve wracking." Said the landlord."

The Playful Spirit
The Corbett Arms
Market Drayton,
Shropshire.

A spectral women in white at the Corbett Arms has an unnerving habit, in common with many other spirits, of turning up when you would least expect her.
She has a penchant for young unmarried men who stay in room no. 7. Several have woken up to find the bed the bedclothes on the floor and had the feeling that the bed was being stripped of covers while they were still in it.
"The story goes that she was a chambermaid who hanged herself in room 7 when she was jilted shortly before the wedding," said Cynthia who runs the pub with her husband John. A drayman who had been delivering to the Corbett Arms for years, but unaware of the ghost story, caught sight of a woman in a frilly blouse who looked to be transparent.

The Obstructive Spirit
The Crown Inn
Beccles,
Suffolk.

When Len and Millie took over the tenancy of the centuries old Crown Inn, they did not realise they were taking on a ghost as well.
They and customers have heard it climbing the stairs and footsteps then in the room directly above. Millie says that one day she went upstairs to fetch something and when she was about to come back down the stairs she felt something like a very cold arm bar her way. "This was the first time I was made aware that we had a ghost and I was scared out of my wits.," she said, "yet, somehow, I knew it meant me no harm."
There has been a catalogue of events involving the ghost. A glass shelf behind the bar suddenly and for no reason shattered...another morning they were awoken by the sound of breaking glass. Len, thinking they may have burglars, rushed downstairs and found nothing, though later he discovered a picture of a laughing cavalier had crashed to the floor and smashed.
A few evenings later two customers were drinking at the bar when another picture fell to the floor and smashed without warning. On other occasions instead of pictures it has been the dartboard that has fallen.