As we countdown to Halloween, we invite you to step into the shadows at The Anchor Inn… where the faintest shuffle, softest whisper or vanished figure might just be part of our long history. Legend says that in 1824 young William Hill Swindell (aged just 15) passed away here, and some believe his spirit still wanders our walls. His grandmother Mary Hill (d. 1827) is said to linger too. Pop in this week for a pint by candle-light (okay, maybe electric light) and see if you sense something other t