Cleveland Way Day 8 - Whitby to Robin Hood’s Bay
Had I known, when booking our room at the White Horse and Griffin, that this inn is reputed to be one of the most haunted buildings in Whitby, I may have had second thoughts. To be honest, I’m not exactly sure whether I believe in ghosts or not. Having worked in a large stately home, where I was often the only person in the entire building after dark, I’ve experienced one or two incidents which, at the time, were a little hard to explain. If pushed, I’d say that there may be a kind of force that enables buildings to record and store memories. And I would agree that some things can be difficult to explain. Like, for example, the noises which kept me awake throughout the night and sounded like someone in the room above ours was randomly moving furniture around. Except, I realised when the first glimmer of morning light began to filter through our window, we were on the top floor. All that was above us was the roof. As the day brightened quickly and outside the screeching and