Archive | March, 2011

A Snicket

31 Mar
 A narrow passage leading from one place to another.
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I do like to stroll upon the Prom, Prom, Prom!

30 Mar
In seaside resorts the Promenade is usually a path with views over the sea but not in Bridlington. Here the Promenade is a depressing rundown street set way back from the sea (what sea?) filled with decaying builidings and failing businesses. Charity shops are the only ones making any money down here.
For those of you not familiar with English music hall songs (and who is?) the title of today’s post is from the classic “Oh I Do Like to Be Beside the Seaside”

You can call me Al

28 Mar

Turnstones

28 Mar
These waders have become accustomed to people, probably due to being fed scraps by the anglers on the pier.

Resident Woodpigeon

27 Mar


Today the clocks have been pushed forward an hour for reasons that I cannot fathom; why are they continuing with this wartime measure? There are strange people who say we should not only have BST (GMT+1) in Winter (!) but have double BST(GMT+2) in Summer(!!). This would, they say, “bring us into line with Europe”! Crazy, since the Europeans also put their clocks forward. It’s some kind of vanity that they can have more hours of daylight by fiddling with the clock.
It is also Census day in the UK so I’d better fill out the form lest the interfering prodnoses come round and threaten me with a £1000 fine and a criminal record…
Enough, here’s a woodpigeon on my garden wall, now shall I list it in the census…?

1299 and all that

26 Mar
These tacky steel erections you see are the commemoration of the 800th anniversary of Hull as a civic entity. In 1299 Edward I took time off from killing Scots and granted the motley collection of ne’er-do-wells and charlatans that had huddled by the muddy banks of the river Hull a charter to call themselves King’s town upon Hull.  
  Some of you may be aware that a royal wedding is planned for sometime this year. Street parties were supposed to be planned by a joyous and grateful nation; however not a single application for a street party has been received by Hull city council. It seems Hull is not really a king’s town after all.

"An Eminent and Munificent Merchant…."

25 Mar
It is difficult to imagine the howls and hoots of derison that would greet a statue like this being put up these days. In the 1870s, with the Gothic revival underway, it seemed like a good idea. Anyway, in all his camp glory, here is Sir William de la Pole, first Lord mayor of Kingston upon Hull. W.D.Keyworth was the man to blame. There’s a sycophantic inscription beneath that is too ghastly to repeat (you get a taste from the title of this post). 
This hideousness is close by the vile green Voyage statue on the riverside; I tell you this should you wish to avoid coming across either of them by accident.