Cheese and Grain, Frome

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With Moe away for the weekend and a recommendation from a friend to see the AC DC tribute act “Live Wire”, I decided to head to Frome for the Saturday evening.

Having bought a ticket for the show, I was then emailed details of another event on the same weekend – LimeHouse Lizzy. Another highly recommended tribute act.

So I left East Devon Friday lunchtime for a weekend of off-grid camping and music.

I arrived at a local “pub stopover” – The Masons Arms – on the outskirts of Frome and there were 3 or 4 vans already lined up in the car park.

The Masons Arms pub stopover, Frome, Somerset
Friday night at the Masons Arms

I received a warm welcome and a flexible offer to stay the following night as well if I couldn’t find a place in town. Parking is a problem in Frome, so this was a good offer.

At the time of my stay, the pub had suspended its food service, so I enjoyed a pint before walking the half hour or so into Frome.

The following evening, all of the sites I was looking to stay at in town were full, so I extended my stay at the Masons Arms for a second night. This time, I was the only van on site.

Saturday at the Masons arms

Friday night was the Thin Lizzy tribute band – Limehouse Lizzy.

On Saturday I drove to Chew Valley lake and spent time walking around the body of water.

Chew Valley Lake

Saturday night was a return to the Cheese and Grain music venue in Frome. The venue is the largest music venue in Somerset with a standing capacity of around 800. It was built in 1874 as an indoor market for farm produce with secondary use as a community hall.

Tonight, it played host to arguably the best AC DC tribute band – Live Wire. They did not disappoint. Having first seen AC DC as a teenager in Birmingham, 1979, this show was an authentic and very loud tribute to AC DC. It was a fantastic evening – for me, this kind of venue is much better for experiencing live music than the big stadia.

Yorkshire Dales (and Clitheroe…)

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Leaving East Devon on the Thursday morning, I had an un-eventful but long journey to Clitheroe for my first stop of the weekend. As un-eventful as it was, just as I was approaching the Clitheroe Camping and Caravanning club website, I drove passed a good school friend, Phil. That scuppered my plans for a quiet night at the sight and a bite to eat at the very local pub, the Edisford bridge inn.

Nellie at the Clitheroe Camping and Caravanning club site, April 2024
Nellie at the Clitheroe Camping and Caravanning club site, April 2024
River Ribble at Clitheroe, April 2024
River Ribble at Clitheroe, April 2024

Thursday evening I headed into Clitheroe for dinner with Phil, his wife Katie and their Ukrainian lodger Lily at the Bowland beer hall in central Clitheroe. A vast micro-brewery and leisure complex crafted out of an old and long abandoned Textile mill.

Friday morning and I headed over to Skipton for a re-union with 6 or 7 school friends. Park4Night indicated that the car park in Coach street would be a good option in a central location. Charges and signage were a little confusing.

There are 5 motorhome spaces at a charge of £5 overnight and it’s not entirely clear if my campervan should be parked in one of these spaces or just in the general car park. In the general car park, it says there is no overnight charge for cars and campervans but strictly speaking you aren’t supposed to sleep in your vehicle outside of the motorhome spaces.

The fifty or so outfits which stayed overnight weren’t sure whether to pay the £5 charge or not but it is a great overnight stop and really good for trade in this market town.

Nellie at the Coach Street car park, Skipton, April 2024
Motorhomes parked overnight at Coach Street car park, Skipton, April 2024

Late morning I headed for a walk along the canal and through Skipton Woods.

An afternoon of visiting the local hostelries ended in the Skipton Sound Bar, where DJ Spon (one of the class of ’79) , was playing a punk set.

Saturday Morning and breakfast with Phil and Katie at the Snooty Fox, Skipton, before heading further up the dales to the Caravan and Motorhome club site at Threshfield. The site was busy for what was weather-wise a fairly miserable weekend.

Timings were perfect and I arrived at Wharfedale RUFC in time for kick-off. The last game we would see this season saw a wonderful performance by Dale and worthy winners at 40-17. Dinner was at the Old Hall, Threshfield. What a fabulous weekend and great to see my friends from the class of 1979, Ermysted’s grammar school.

The major downside of the weekend was that I brought home a dose of Covid and subsequently passed this on to Moe, who was rather ill as a Covid first-time.