yes a weird place.....strangely reminiscent of that pub in An American Werewolf. Skeletons of animals, little stools.....but a bloody nice crowd of folkies.

There was a session at the Derwent Hotel on the other side of Matlock for many years. They all seemed abit posh though, and this bloke used to come in with the elbow pipes and he'd only just bought them - so you could imagine ......I was asked to desist from rolling on the floor laughing one night when another preserver of the tradition character took an extended solo on his ocarina.