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Terrain
- Muddy field paths, farm tracks, country roads, wet bridleway
Landscape
- Little green hills and valleys with scattered settlements
Dog friendliness
- Some road walking
Parking
- Limited space near church, Purse Caundle
Toilets en route
- None on route
About the walk
On the north Dorset border, Purse Caundle is too easily bypassed by folk in a hurry to reach Sherborne. It is an ordinary little village with an extraordinarily fine manor house. On the village lane you are almost too close to admire it properly – you get a better overall view of its extent from... the hillside opposite, towards the end of this walk. The present manor dates from the early 15th century. It is said to be haunted by various spirits of its rich past. For example, on Midsummer Eve you may hear the howling of a pack of hounds, no doubt on the scent of a ghostly stag. In the 13th century the lodge house here was where royal hunting dogs, wounded in the chase in the deer forests of Blackmoor, could be brought for rest and recovery under the care of the steward, John Godwyne. For this important service Godwyne was granted the manor of Purse Caundle. Such whimsical royal patronage was not untypical in Dorset. On a similar basis, the manor of Winfrith was granted to the man who held the King’s washbasin on His Royal Highness’s birthday, and that of Kingston Russell to a widow who was responsible for putting the King’s chess pieces back in the box when His Majesty had finished playing. The manor, minus the dogs, was eventually sold on for the handsome price of 100 silver marks to a Richard Long, who started building the present structure around 1429. Another ghost apparently lived in an old well and made his presence known by chasing ladies upstairs. When that got too much, the well was filled in and the staircase dismantled. Robbed of his fun, the ghost was seen no more. From the outside, in daylight, the manor house looks mellow enough, guarded by a stone boar on the driveway. The slim oriel window overlooking the road conceals the Great Chamber, and there’s a splendid beamed roof in the Great Hall. It has changed hands many times through the centuries, most notably during the Civil War, when William Hanham, whose carved initials proclaim him responsible for much of the later building of the house, picked the losing side and lost everything to the Commonwealth. The manor is still privately owned but is occasionally opened to the public – see it if you can.
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