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One year later and … what?

23 Jun

Anniversaries come round so quickly these days, I must be getting old. Can it be a year since we strolled down to the polling station and made a mess of the world by voting to leave the EU? With the shenanigans in Brussels and Downing Street, the departure of one prime Minister, the humiliation of a second,  and the decline of the seemingly invincible Tory hegemony into a rudderless collection of loons and fools kept in office if at all by the even more bizarre (if that were possible) Democratic Unionist Party the year since the utterly unnecessary Brexit vote has been entertaining if completely unproductive with regards to leaving the EU. The UK Government hasn’t got a clue what it wants to do (if it has it hasn’t told anyone) or how to go about getting it and neither does it have the power at home to come to a decision on hard or soft Brexit or anything in between really. We shall see if the Queen’s Speech gets past the Commons; if not then who knows what will happen. Another election or a minority Labour Government led by a man who was described as unelectable by the vast majority of his own MPs only last year. Add to all this events such as terrorist attacks and the appalling loss of life in a fire in London tower block and it’s clearly going to be a long hot summer for whoever is in charge which is as it should be.

Do as the Doukhobors Do …

16 May

If you wanted to take off all your clothes, paint yourself tourquoise and strut around Queen’s Gardens in the name of ‘culture’ then you should have gotten your applications in by yesterday. Mr Tunick may be an “internationally renowned New York based artist” (many dispute this) but his repetitious displays of flesh are tedious in the extreme. (Oh look there’s another pile of boobs and bottoms neatly arranged on the sidewalk, bridge, city hall, park, mountainside, glacier … you name it, he’s done it) Thankfully I’m not in charge of the Ferens Trust and I don’t have to justify spending (no doubt large) sums of money on commissioning this kind of non-Art sensationalist event that is otherwise known as boring crap.

Chop it up for firewood

20 Sep

They say planting a tree is a gift to the future well I think the time has come for us to enjoy what this gift has to offer by way of heat and light. This tree on Nelson Street has clearly not been alive for quite a while but, as ever, there’s been no hurry to remove it possibly because this is a conservation area where you can’t blow your nose without prior permission from the Council. Perhaps they are deciding what suitable gift to make for posterity …

Temporary Closure

24 Jan

while I take a short break from the hectic life of a Hull and Hereabouts’ snufflehound and take that big old black dog out back and well …. laters.

Contempt, who me?

12 Sep
A little bit of Humber Street
I’m pondering whether or not I hold the city of Hull in contempt, an odd thing to do on a Friday evening but there you go. Someone in response to a comment I made to a piece in the Guardian newspaper remarked that I held the city in contempt. I don’t where he got this idea. I confess to being sceptical, utterly unconvinced by any of the gushing praises currently being heaped upon the place, I’m frankly amazed that people put up with the ridiculously poor service from the Council and its, at times, idiotic staff. The schools, the roads, housing, health provision and so on all these things are far from good. Is pointing this out an act of contempt? I could, of course, say that the place was one big gloriously happy family, I could do that but, frankly, I’m not good at fiction.


The Weekend in Black and White is here.
And Weekend Reflections are here.