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You have it to do

19 Mar

It’s a strange compulsion I know, a kind of reflection fetish … Someone puts up a set of windows and you just have to see what reflections they give. So here’s what you get from the office windows around the new dry dock stage. Below is what it looked like straight on. This is, of course, the penguin prison and fish farm a.k.a  the Deep.
Apologies for the grainy pictures, entirely my fault.
Weekend Reflections are here.

Grainy Day Photos

9 Mar

If these pics of the tidal barrier seem a bit grainy that’s because some idiot (that would be me) left the camera at a ridiculous ISO setting of 3200 (don’t ask) and didn’t realise that, unlike my old camera, it does not go back to auto when turned off.

I think you can just about make the word #city on the tower part of that ‘see your words in print’ thing that I mentioned yesterday. And as luck would have it a passing tourist asked me all about this so I was able to do an impersonation of a tourist guide. He seemed quite impressed by the place but then he gets to go home in the evening.

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.

The Millpond

7 Jan

I’d never seen old Humber so flat calm and peaceful. No clouds other than those made by the gentle folk of Lincolnshire (*waves hello*) without which this picture and the similar one below would be somewhat lacking in interest. 

Thursday was exceptionally clear and in these parts and at this time of year that almost always means there’ll be a cracking sunset, so I make no excuses yet another going-down-of-the-sun photo. I could get tired of these sights but hopefully not any time soon.

Weekend Reflections are here.

Sunset and evening star

31 Dec

Ah well that’s another turn around the solar system completed. I hear so many saying this year has been a bad one, worst year ever and so on and so forth. I admit I’ve known better ones but none quite so surprising. Still if you’re reading this at least you’re not dead; you can always eat a good breakfast and go back to bed.
Margot is responsible for the title of this post. “Use “Crossing the Bar”” says she, “seems apt… “
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face

When I have crost the bar.
                                           Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Cheerful beggar old Alfie! 
Chin up then and keep buggering on. I’d wish you all a Happy New Year but that doesn’t seem to work any more …

To see oursels as ithers see us!

29 Dec

Things to do on trains: part 1
Take silly pictures of yourself and get gawped at by other passengers.

This was taken somewhere between here and there, sometime ago by somebody.

Black

3 Jun

The weekend in black and white is here.

Weekend reflections are here.