24/11/2025
Morley Arms - Plymouth
Located upon the well travelled Billacombe Road, the Morley Arms rear gardens back onto the mouth of the river Plym. This building was constructed in 1762 by the architect Meadows Rendell, originally built to form part of the vast Saltram estate owned at the time by Lord Morley.
In days past quarry workers and travellers alike would have frequented the Inn, which proved to be popular also with individuals travelling along one of the main coaching routes to and from Plymouth. Although it is believed that the Morley Arms had a darker history as it is apparent that during the time of Nelson, Press Gangs carried out their operations from this very inn. At the rear of the property is what remains of a number of stone mooring posts, which were once used to Shaw up sailing ships. Bearing this in mind the venue would have proved to have been a perfect location for the Press Gangs to undertake their dark deeds on the customers passing through the Morley Arms.
I received an email from a past member of staff who had the following to quote in regards to the spirits that dwell in this old inn.
“Whilst in the Morley Arms in Plymstock, I have experienced several unusual happenings! Whilst alone in the pub (before opening time with just the chef and the cleaner present) I saw a young girl run from the direction of the lounge through to the bar and then out into the rear gardens. Even though at the time there were no young girls around the location at all!
Another occurrence happened after the kitchen had closed and I was left alone cleaning up in the kitchen as the chef had finished for the day. One of the waitresses were clearing the tables in the bar area when something slammed quite firmly onto my shoulder, it did feel like a hand. I did turn around instantly and there was no sign of any one there. I immediately went out to the bar to ask who the joker was and the staff member did not know I was talking about.
There is another spooky tale which I have not experienced first hand but it is said that a lady stands at the bar, one of the bar staff actually went to serve this very woman which completely confused the two gentlemen that also happened to be standing at the bar either side of the lady. The bar man asked what was the third drink to be.”
On a final note I to have personally visited this fascinating place on a number of occasions I can honestly say that at times you do sense a certain atmosphere attached to it. Although to date I can confirm that I have not come face to face with any of the Morley’s sprits other than the ones behind the bar.
From the book Haunted Plymouth by Kevin Hynes 2010