The Roaring Bull of Bagbury

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  1. Ian Topham says:

    Re: The Roaring Bull of Bagbury
    According to the BBC Domesday Reloaded ‘Under the church step at Hyssington, legend has it, lies the miniaturised body of the Bull of Bagbury which tormented the villagers of Hyssington in the early 19th century. An irascible farmer who lived at Bagbury Farm was cursed by a witch in Bishops Castle. His soul took on the form of a bull which was eventually driven into the Church and exorcised by twelve priests. The Bull shrank until it could fit into a box which was placed under the church step, which has not been moved since. Strange markings on the step are reputed to have been caused by the Bull’s hooves.’

  2. Ian Topham says:

    Re: The Roaring Bull of Bagbury
    Haunted Churches (1939) by Elliott O’Donnell (27 February 1872 – 8 May 1965)
    A very unusual animal ghost haunting is associated with Hyssington church, Shropshire. A man, who had lived a very evil life, died either in or near Bagbury. After his death the lanes round Bagbury began to be haunted by a phantom in the form of a bull, which the peasantry were convinced was his spirit, earth-bound on account of his wickedness. To see a bull coming towards one in a lane at night is not the most agreeable of spectacles, but when that bull roars and positively rushes, and is accompanied by an unearthly glow or light, it is apt to be downright scaring, and those who encountered it were invariably more than merely scared. One woman is said to have had a fit forthwith, another to have fallen dead, killed from sheer shock, while a farmer was thrown from his stampeding horse and seriously injured. So many accidents and such widespread terror did the bull ghost cause that the villagers finally sought the aid of the clergy to lay it. Consequently, twelve parsons, with bibles and candles, waited in a lane for the ghost one night, and when it rushed past them, bellowing in a horrible manner, they ran after it. Down one turning and then another it went, with the panting, perspiring and undaunted clergy in hot pursuit. At last it came to Hyssington church and, without pausing, dashed through the closed gate into the churchyard. Thinking they had cornered it, the twelve clergy cheered lustily, but their triumph proved to be premature, for the bull, after careering about among the tombstones, rushed at and through a wall, and into the road beyond. Finally, however, the ghost was run to earth in Bagbury, and having been induced by prayers and the lavish use of holy water to contract to a size sufficiently small to enter a snuff-box, it was sealed up and thrown into a pond. The haunting thus terminated, but when the parson of Hyssington went to the church the following morning he found, to his dismay and amazement, one of the walls was cracked from top to bottom.