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The buck stops here

12 Aug
Came across this fine roebuck on Snuff Mill Lane the other day.  It being the rutting time of year I suspect he was looking for female company but I didn’t see any around. Something I didn’t know was that roe deer became extinct in England in the 18th century  and those we have now are the result of reintroduction from Scotland. There’s lots of them about now thankfully and if this guy gets lucky there’ll be even more.

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Big Boy

28 May

We have a pair of crows nesting nearby and every year at this time of the year they go just a little crazy. Nothing and I do mean nothing is allowed to fly anywhere near their nest. Chief object of their passion is a herring gull that has given up the nautical life for one of municipal scrounging. His poor life is hell just at the moment; no rest even if he’s a couple of hundred yards from the nest and I wouldn’t fancy being pecked by that beak. It’ll all be calm again once the fledglings appear in a few weeks

Woodbine Cottages

27 May

This little terrace of houses is on Endyke Lane in Cottingham. Endyke Lane (with a y) is not to be confused with Endike Lane (with an i) in Hull though the latter is an extension of the former. Looking at old maps it seems that the old name was Endike Lane and the Cottingham end only became Endyke after Hull built the North Hull Estate in the late 1920’s. I wonder if this was not some desire on Cottingham’s part to distinguish itself from the council house plebs down the road. So now you know the y of it…

I Want To Ride My Bicycle

23 May

They’ve got all the Lycra gear, helmets, obligatory sunglasses… and I’m guessing those bikes don’t come cheap, so serious biking then … well maybe not so serious.

Blue Train

18 May
I just had a moment’s notice to capture this locomotion. As I’m just old fashioned and a lazy bird I won’t tell which way it’s going.

Ne’er cast a clout till May be out

12 May
No, not a political slogan, but advice on what to wear in England in spring time which can be notoriously fickle temperature wise. You may know May blossom  as hawthorn, maythorn, quickthorn, whitethorn or (my favourite if Wikipedia can be believed) motherdie but the name matters little when it’s covering the whole countryside with luscious white blossom. The scent of this bush is particularly pungent and, some say, redolent of corpses which may be why it is considered bad luck to bring the blossom into your house. It looks much better outside any way.

Margot took the top shot. She prefers it in colour but it’s not her blog.

The weekend in black and white is here.

The Primary School

2 Mar

This is just the local primary school down the road designed by someone who thought (rightly) that a box topped by a pyramid makes for a nice shape. However, nice buildings do not a successful school make and this place is currently under special measures for “failing to give its pupils an acceptable standard of education”. “Must try harder” I suppose is the note on this school’s report card.