Pocklington Weekend

Pocklington, East Yorkshire. Saturday 25-November-2023.

We bought tickets to hear Martin Harley at Pocklington so decided to make a weekend of it and, guess what, plenty of parkrun choices nearby. We booked an Airbnb cottage for the weekend only a few minutes walk from the venue and restaurants in the town centre. Sandra and George joined us partly for the music and partly because of parkrun tourism.

Friday night was a meal at JJ’s Bar & Kitchen where George got a free Guinness so gave it the thumbs up.

Beverley Westwood 25/11/2023. 29:39 [97 / 219]

For a compass point for us and a B for Sandra, we chose Beverley Westwood parkrun over other possibilities in the area. 

Beautiful sunny morning but cold with a biting wind. Two laps of a very scenic course in a lovely park. The course took us round an old black windmill.

Two and a half laps, frosty and hilly. A bit up and down - even the undulations had undulations.

Huge thanks to the volunteers and especially the really cheerful Marshall stood on the coldest part of the course. 

The afternoon was spent in York at the Christmas Market using the excellent Park-and-Ride service. The town was heaving with happy shoppers. Finding somewhere for lunch was very difficult so we ended up with a sandwich in the M&S Cafe. Then, after a bit more shopping, it was back to Pocklington for a pre-concert supper at Pane E Vino, a popular Italian just two doors down from the venue.

Martin Harley at Pocklington Arts Centre. 

This is the fourth time we’ve seen Martin Harley. There were a number of other dates on this tour all of which involved a bit of a trek but this was on a Saturday night so we could double up with a parkrun. 

Once in the venue who should we bump into but friends from Penrith away for a weekend to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. It’s a small world!

Martin was as excellent as ever but it was not a sellout and we felt the audience were a bit muted. We enjoyed it and, despite already having the vinyl, bought three CDs so we could rip them to our digital music system.

Sunday morning was our usual bacon butties. There was was a Christmas market in town but it didn’t start till 1pm so we headed off home.