The Flensing

2 Feb

Here lies the cold carcass of Holy Trinity Square scraped clean of history, of character, of any interest whatsoever. It’s as if an old  familiar face with  laugh lines and creases has been botoxed to oblivion so there is no possibility of a smile. Deathly dull doesn’t begin to describe it. Two and a bit years ago I said this would be “a tacky, crass and short sighted act of vandalism”; I’ve not had reason to change my mind.  A sign on the church door says the place is closed while it is being transformed into a coffee bar and in the Summer there’ll be small reflection pools (reflecting the sheer emptiness of the place I suppose). I can’t wait.
There’s seating and then there’s these things as well.

4 Responses to “The Flensing”

  1. morbid morag February 2, 2017 at 12:19 am #

    And this is why the words “Hull” and “culture” should never be used in the same sentence except for purposes of irony.

  2. William Kendall February 2, 2017 at 1:06 am #

    A coffee bar is quite a step down.

  3. Anonymous February 2, 2017 at 3:19 pm #

    I like your blog for some of its historical insight, but you do like a moan. The old square was tired, it now looks clean, open and inviting.

  4. william braquemard February 2, 2017 at 4:37 pm #

    Inviting is the last word that springs to my mind but, as they say, à chacun son goût.

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