Who We Are
Head Guide and Retired Hangman
The good Dr Lynch was indeed a celebrated surgeon in his day, on the cutting edge you might say. With a reputation for the use of innovative techniques and a flair for the dramatic, this notable doctor came undone when it was discovered that the vast majority of his patients had died in very curious circumstances. However he soon put his nimble fingers to use by becoming a celebrated executioner. for the city! Today, sadly he is reduced to earning his gin money by tormenting the general public on these tours.
Guide, Poisoner and possible Witch
Mrs Needles, a Strange Apparition of dusty feathers and gaudy apparel, has been Haunting the Streets of Bath for what it seems to be minutes/decades/centuries. Often rumoured to be a Witch!, or part Bat, by small Urchin children, accusatory Dogs and Respectable Gentlemen, she also has Aquired the nefarious title of a Poisoner. Do Not Accept gifts or victuals from this Creature of The Night!
She is Well Aquainted with The Dead and invites you to follow her and be Formally Introduced. AT YOUR PERIL!
Guide, Body snatcher and disturber of the dead.
Mrs Cruncher used to be a respectable lady. Her husband, Mr Cruncher being quite the celebrity supplier of cadavers to a most discerning clientele. Alas Mr Cruncher met his untimely end, and someone had to continue the family business. Don't be fooled by those delicate hands, she can crack open a coffin or crack a neck should the merchandise be in an in-between state. Join her on one of our tours by all means, but if she enquires after your health, don't say a word!
Guide, hopeless romantic and Murderess
The lovely Miss Vile, is truly a beguiling creature. However, before we rescued her from the gallows, Miss Vile had carved out for herself quite the reputation, as a most subtle killer of men!
Don't be fooled by those pretty eyes and even less by her tears, she has been left standing at the alter on many an occasion, and claims an irreversibly broken heart. But it was her wicked self, that murdered each and every one of her would-be suitors. bachelors, you have been warned!
Guide, disgraced monk, deceased.
Ah yes, dear Brother Fergus, our oldest serving guide and indeed disgraced. Formerly a member of the Benedictine order that lived in the Abbey and lived very well, too well perhaps. There were rumours, there were accusations, too many and lurid to be repeated here. He died in penury, a miserable wretch, and his shade wanders the Abbey grounds to this day. If you are unfortunate to have dear Brother Fergus as your guide, well you must have done something terribly wrong!