Spooky Tales on Sunday: Green Lady

“When he murdered her Under the old willow tree She was so very young This girl of twenty three Now she haunts his castle upon that bare hill Cursed its green gardens She dwells there still…” It was some five years ago whilst I lived on the windy West Coast of Scotland, when I first heard about her. The cottage I rented was part of a large, crumbling Estate, and on this Estate stood an ancient castle. It was build in the Thirteenth Century, had past through many hands and was besieged by many more and then finally left abandoned…