Locals tell of a small iron token buried under the hearth when the inn was first built—a maker's charm said to keep hearthfires steady. On All-Halloweve, villagers used to leave a slice of bread and a cup of cider on the sill for the 'road-ghosts' who visited. Some say the inn sits on a crossroads of old ways, and that those who listen by the hearth can sometimes hear faint hoofbeats of travellers who pass between this world and the next.