Off to sunny Chippenham today.
It seems like one of those places that is miles away, as it’s over the bridge and far away, but actually its only about 40 miles or so. We had a little look in the morning of places we hadn’t been and we were not too sure on this one, so decided to give it a go.
I was starving when we left, and figured that in 40 mins we could pitch up to a place and get some nosh. Unusually for me I had not planned it all to the nth degree, so had no idea where to park, what the main street looked like, nor where to eat. Although I had run a quick tripadvisor against restaurants but not really remembering anything.
Arrived at the town and it seems to take you on a very wide round-about route to get into the town itself, and once we were there I was convinced we had cycled through it on one of our jaunts – but I cannot be sure. Found the car park which was small, but pretty much “one way”, so you just drove slowely in until you saw some people leaving, and luckily within 5 mins we were parked up and ready to go. Parking bays are a little tight in our car, so we stuck out a bit, but no trouble.
First stop was a book sale, which was just a load of books marked up with normal process in what may have served as Chipperhams Corn Exchange, Kate picked a book – then when she realsied she would have to pay for it she did a double take – but she did get it. A little walk round the town where they had a Saturday market, which had the standard crap, and a bloke cooking noodles on a gas cylinder – I was hungry.
Nothing much to remark about the town, it was okay, nice church, although we didn’t go in, and very few pubs – in fact I can only recall a couple and one of those was a Wetherspoons.
Walked a little out of the center and came across the Revolutions Cafe, which squeezed us in, and we had quite decent nosh. I had a chilli cheese burger which was small but quite tasty and remarkably not dry, Sian had a Chilli which was pretty good, and Kate was poorly so just had chips – which I ate most of. They were “double cooked” chips which here must mean cooked, slightly under, and not very crispy. But they were okay for a starver like me.
After grub that was all that was around it seemed, so back in the car and off to Cribbs, before home.
Okay place, wouldn’t make a journey to go again though.