11] The White Lady

No collection of Ghost Stories would be complete without a 'White Lady' and in Pluckley we have two of them. Or have we? Their stories are very similar, but they have been seen in two different settings, a mile apart! And who is our White Lady? The most popular theme is that she was another of the Dering Ladies; but it is also said that it is from the medieval period.

Needless to say, there are no written records to back up either story.

The Dering family only came to Surrenden Dering, through careful marriages, in the early 1400's. The Lady appears both in the Dering Chapel of St Nicholas' Church, and at the Manor house - Surrenden Dering (usually in the library) Stories of both White Ladies tell that she was so beautiful that, when she died at a young age, her bereft husband had her body sealed in a succession of lead caskets before being placed in an oak coffin and lowered into the family crypt. And there she lies, clothed in a rich flowing gown with a glorious red rose at her breast. The lead caskets may have preserved her body, but her spirit is still free. 

Free to appear in the Village Church and free to wander the passages of her old home. Between the wars Surrenden was rented out to the Court of St James' (the US Embassy in the UK) and a regular visitor there was Walter Winan, the big game hunter and horse owner. 

St Nicholas'
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Mr Winan became intrigued with the stories of the Lady's appearances and the effect they were having on the staff at that time and one Christmas Eve he stayed up to see the lady. Ensconced in the library and with his favourite hunting gun across his lap, he waited. The lady obliged, appearing suddenly before him. Swiftly Mr Winan took aim, but the shots passed through her completely, embedding in the panelled wall opposite - through which she vanished.

 There is a strong tradition that a tunnel connects Surrenden with the church - in fact it is more than a tradition. In the organ-well there is a cupboard housing some artefacts; a door at the back leads to a, now bricked up, passage.