A favourite spooky haunt

Rouser
Rouser

Hamsey is one of Rouser’s favourite spooky haunts - blessed with a memorable un-Victorianised church and precious little else except a nearby farmstead.

Walk down the narrow lane that ends at the church, perhaps framed at dusk by the neon glow of Lewes to the south, and it is a journey straight out of Charlotte Bronte at her atmospheric best, with perhaps a shade of Hammer Horror.

This mysterious place, standing on a lonely island in the middle of the Ouse valley, is hardly big enough to be called a hamlet. But it was not always so isolated and remote. Once it was the ham of the de Say family and it was perhaps a village that died and disappeared by choice.

Near the site of the beautiful old church, a fortified manor house once stood (not that anyone has been able to find it) and a thousand years ago the Saxon King Athelstan held a meeting of his counsellors at Hamsey, so it must have been a well established centre of some significance.

Legend says the village was almost completely wiped out by the plague and that the surviving inhabitants chose to sacrifice themselves by refusing all contact with neighbouring areas for fear of spreading the disease. Food supplies dwindled and 
the village slowly starved to death.

Did it ever happen? The experts say there is no real evidence to suggest that it did, but it is a romantic yarn in keeping with the enigmatic feel of Hamsey. The absence of any settlement buildings – ruinous or otherwise – adds to the mystery.

A church needs a close-by community to serve it. So where was that original settlement?

Certainly Offham, a mile or so away from the flatlands, became the new village and Hamsey church fell into disuse, being reduced eventually to the status of a mortuary chapel.

n The church remembers three generations of one family who each lost a John by war in the space of just over a century. John Bridger Shiffner died fighting under Wellington in 1814, another John Shiffner fell in the Crimea in 1855, and John Shiffner, the sixth baronet, was killed at Gricourt in the last year of the Great War.

Pictured, spooky Hamsey.