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People have been meeting at the Greyhound Inn since the reign of King Charles!



A gatehouse for the bustling, vibrant village of Chalfont St Peter, originally an Anglo Saxon settlement that registers in William the Conqueror's Doomsday Book of 1086.

The Greyhound Inn has always been a place for weary travellers, not only to quench their thirst and sate their appetite, but also to spend the night in comfort and peace. The Inn does have a rather more sinister and intriguing tale to tell ...

An English coaching Inn was a welcome haven for those who had spent a day or more harnessed behind their horses with the constant perils of unpredictable road conditions and ruthless highway men plaguing their security. The Greyhound was no exception.

George Jeffreys, better known as Judge Jeffreys, was a man for whom notoriety and scandalous renown were a way of life. Jeffreys was a lifelong favourite of King James II who elevated his chosen judicial mascot to the roles of Lord Chief Justice then Lord Chancellor as well as securing him a position within the peerage as the 1st Baron Jeffreys of Wern.

In return for the monarch's generous sponsorship, Jeffreys used his legal office to dispense with enemies of the state with brutal and unforgiving relish. Such was the regularity of severe sentencing handed down that he garnered a macabre nickname in tribute: the "hanging judge."

One of the many locations for Jeffrey's dreaded assizes was the Inn in which you now find yourself. After a day's session in court he then retired to a comfortable abode in the village called the Grange; the unfortunate recipients of his harshest penalty were then reputedly strung up alongside the River Misbourne that still flows through our beer garden today.