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The Bingo Hall

18 Jan

The advertising on this building attempts to convince that it is so much more than bingo but that’s advertising for you; a manifest denial of the truth. This place, on Clough Road, looks like and is the same size as a large warehouse and has a large car park to cope with demand. It replaced the much smaller hall on Beverley Road. I can think of at least two other similarly large bingo clubs in Hull so there must be plenty of people wanting to get their “eyes down for a full house”. In the UK 45 million visits a year were made to bingo clubs which was more than went to professional football in England so it’s no small business but personally I cannot see the attraction of housey-housey.

A 1962 Red Morris

21 Mar

As I know very little (and care even less) about cars I looked up about the Morris Minor in our old friend Wikipedia. According to this impeccable resource the Morris Minor is “considered a classic example of automotive design, as well as typifying “Englishness”. Well hmmm. I don’t get this Englishness thing; it is a pretty meaningless word especially relating to a motorised box on wheels but let’s not start the week off with quibbling. This particular car is a little bit younger than me, was once orange and is now standing in a place that renovates clapped-out old bangers. Speaking of clapped-out old bangers I could do with a bit of renovation as well.

Deep and dangerous

19 Mar

Here’s the good old Barmston Drain passing under Clough Road. That yellow thing in the water is a sign from the nearby fitness centre that you can see in the background. It had clearly not read the warning below.

Weekend reflections are here.

To see the cherry hung with snow

12 May

I don’t know if A E Housman ever came to the City of Culture but if he did I’m sure he’d have appreciated these loveliest of trees even if they are on Clough Road which is as far from a woodland ride as you can get.

Margot, who is quite possibly Mr Housman’s number one fan, took this.

Perhaps Wendy Cope is a bigger fan.

I think I am in love with A.E. Housman,
Which puts me in a worse-than-usual-fix.
No woman ever stood a chance with Housman,
And he’s been dead since 1936.

Wendy Cope

Monday meanderings

2 Mar
Clough Road, Hull

An idea being put out by a group calling itself Generation Rent suggests that Parliament be brought to Hull and that the Houses of Parliament be converted into affordable accommodation. No seriously, I checked the date and it’s still March not April 1st. Well I suppose it’s a thought and I’m sure the 650 or so MPs and 800+ Lords (a legislative body surpassed in size only by China’s National People’s Congress) with attendant lackeys and lickspittles would easily fit into and be made welcome by this City of Culture. And the sight of Brenda in full regalia in her state coach traipsing down Clough Road with a cavalry guard to open Parliament would be bound to draw the crowds. It’s reckoned 5000 jobs would be created in Hull (no mention of how many lost in London but why wake up the dreamer?) and save £120 million over a five year parliament (or smell the coffee!). So yeah, bring it on ….

Barmy Drain

28 Feb

When applying for planning permission to build anything new  nowadays you have to supply a flood risk assessment, a surveyor, at no small cost, looks at the plot and decides how likely it is to flood and what if anything should be taken into account when drawing up plans. Good job then that such niceties did not prevail in the middle ages else nothing would be standing in these parts. The whole Hull river valley until the middle ages used to be one big marshy malarial infested lake stretching up as far as Driffield with occasional interventions from the Humber to add to the gaiety of nations. But bit by bit and without any help from the Environment Agency river banks were raised and drains put in. The late 18th and early 19th century saw really large investment in drying out the land and bringing it into cultivation. And so here’s the Barmston (Barmy) Drain as seen from Clough Road doing what it has been doing since the passage of the Beverley and Barmston Drainage Act of 1798 taking the wet stuff from East Yorkshire’s marshy carrs and putting it into the river Hull in a neat controllable fashion. Despite the rubbish piling up on the banks these drains provide a rich habitat for wildlife though it has to be said I only saw two wrens and a depressed looking duck while I was here.

I’ve posted about this waterway before here.
If you are into the history of drainage (and be honest who isn’t?) here’s an old pamphlet about draining the Hull Valley.
The weekend in black and white lurks here.
And weekend reflections are hiding here.

Catalpa bignonioides

27 Aug

I came across this tree a fortnight ago and it was covered in these pretty flowers that I’ve never seen the likes of before. Now I know my record on tree identification is exactly tiptop, the infamous jacaranda that turned out to be a foxglove tree sticks in my mind. Nevertheless I’m pretty confident that this is a Catalpa tree because its other name is Indian Bean tree and today it’s covered in hundreds of what look just like French runner beans. It’s also sometimes called the cigar tree because you can smoke these pods for some mild effects, so I’m told. It comes originally from South-eastern USA. Quite how this specimen got to be hiding in plain sight on Clough Road I can’t imagine.