Do you know the pretty little bridge at Potter Heigham? It was built around 1385 and still carries traffic over the River Thurne. But there’s good reason to avoid it in spring. Unless, that is, you’re a ghost hunter.

In 1741, ambitious Lady Carew of Potter Heigham determined her daughter, Evelyn, should be married. She fixed on astoundingly wealthy Sir Godfrey Haslitt of Bastwick, whether he liked Evelyn or not. Alas, he didn’t. Fuming, Lady Carew consulted a witch who boiled and bubbled a powerful love potion. The sorceress wanted no money, instead she demanded that if the potion worked, Lady Carew must swear to give her anything she desired. Foolish Lady Carew agreed so the charmed liquid was secretly slipped into Sir Godfrey’s brandy. In moments he fell madly in love, married Evelyn and was soon dancing at his own wedding feast. But as midnight struck the doors flew open! A grinning skeleton grabbed Evelyn in its boney arms, flung her into a coach and galloped off at breakneck speed. The wedding party gave chase but as the coach crossed Potter Heigham Bridge it burst into flames and plunged smoking into the water. Lady Carew had paid for the potion with her daughter’s soul.

31st May is the anniversary of that dreadful date. If you dare stand on Potter Heigham Bridge at midnight, thunderous hooves and screeching wheels herald a fiery coach careering into view, hitting the bridge and vanishing into the water. Or so they say.