Welcome to Ridings Tablers' Lodge
The Ridings Tablers’ Lodge is a lively and progressive Lodge of Beverley Freemasons in the Province of Yorkshire North and East Riding.
We welcome good men from all walks of life who want to meet new people, raise money for charity and learn about the history and mysteries of Freemasonry. So find out how to become a Freemason here.
While you are here, you can learn about the history of Ridings Tablers’ Lodge no 9586, discover which lodges we have visited, or see what we’ve been up to on our News feed.
Visiting Masons are always welcome at our meetings. Our next meeting is on Friday 27th September 2019 when we will conduct a First Degree ceremony. We expect it to be a very busy meeting so book now with our secretary by email to ensure a place.
As Beverley Freemasons’ youngest Craft Lodge we have a wide variety of members from all walks of life, ranging in age from their 20’s to their 80’s. Likewise, our members live all around the area; Beverley, Holderness, Hull, East Yorkshire and North Lincolnshire.
Above all, we pride ourselves on being a friendly and forward-looking lodge. We meet at the Beverley Masonic Hall on Trinity Lane; so if you’d like to come along and meet us just ask, we’d be glad to show you around …
At Ridings Tablers’ Lodge we can’t resist an opportunity to talk about Freemasonry and why we enjoy it so much!
Freemasonry means different things to each Mason; making new friends, contributing to society, celebrating a long tradition, experiencing personal growth, taking up a unique hobby, having fun…
Becoming a Freemason in 2019 is easier than ever! You don’t need to be invited, and you don’t need to be wealthy or a professional.
We welcome new members into the lodge regularly. Likewise we often arrange tours of the masonic venues and invites to social events for people interested in joining.
So, if you’re interested in becoming a Mason or want to know more about what we do, please contact us…
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. He to whom the emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand wrapped in awe, is as good as dead — his eyes are closed