Archive | February, 2017

Five minutes

28 Feb

Walking along Cottingham Road when I get to this point I know it’s just five minutes to go and then I’m home to put my feet up and have a nice cup of tea.
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It’s only money

27 Feb

I’ve shown the Maritime Museum more than enough times but not, I think*, this façade above the entrance. The building was originally the offices of the Hull Dock Company and clearly money was not a problem at that time as we have a goodly supply of classical gods and goddesses adorning what I take to be Queen Victoria with her rhythm stick (I might be wrong) and a fine but somewhat faded plaque with the symbols of the then four countries of the United Kingdom. At the time of building (1870’s) the Hull Dock Company had a monopoly but later competition forced down prices and profits and in hindsight spending £90,000 on Italianate offices may not seem like such a good use of resources. Still it makes for a grand museum.

And while I’m here I’ve just come across a new-to-me blog about Hull. 150 facts about Hull has been going for four years and has reached 89 facts, if you are into things of a Hully nature this may interest you.

* As I write this blog I often get the uneasy feeling that I’m repeating myself. So if any of this seems familiar it probably is. Indeed I may have mentioned this feeling before …

Watch Where You’re Going

26 Feb

What all this then? HGVs going down Kingtree Avenue? Weren’t they looking? And were there so many the council had to put up a sign? If drivers of heavy goods vehicles are really so thick and unobservant as to follow a stupid sat nav down a narrow residential street in Cottingham what chance is there that they will even notice this sign? That’s enough from me, you have reached your destination.

There was a crooked man …

25 Feb

There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
 
 

Reflections of Queen’s Gardens

24 Feb

The continuing works to titivate this town are now reaching out to Queen’s Gardens. The result is that the two duck ponds are fenced off and the fountains are also out of action. As a result for once the surface of these ponds is absolutely mirror-like. I don’t know what the renovations to this place entail but I did hear that in the original plans those trees were due to meet their maker and the horrible cheese-grater that was refused elsewhere is to be installed right next to this spot. It’ll be awful, on that you can rely. Hull is very good at awful.
The weekend in black and white is here.
Weekend Reflections are here.

A Visit From Doris

23 Feb

I’ve posted this little folly before but I think it’s worth another visit especially as the trees are in their Winter best. This was part of the old town hall pulled down to make way for the Guildhall. I’ve just noticed the three rusting crowns on the top; the symbol of Hull, the crowns not the rust; although ….
The weather forecasters have taken to giving storms names, a practice I believe that originated in the States with hurricanes and tropical storms. Well today Storm Doris is due to pay us a visit and rip up this little part of the world with heavy rain, snow in Scotland and high winds for us in Hull and hereabouts. But I’m sorry Doris just doesn’t cut it as a storm name, it lacks any menace. My first cat’s mother was called Doris, for heavens sake, and a sweeter cat you never did see. The only other Doris I can think of is Doris Day! Until tomorrow then, Doris permitting.

Under Construction

22 Feb
 

Next door to the New Theatre I showed yesterday is the site of a new school or University Technical College to give it its fancy name. The last time I was around here, in May last year,  they had been in the process of demolishing bits of the old fire station so they’ve come on a bit since then.