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Warped

20 Jan

If anyone bangs on about intelligent design being the way of the world just ask how the apex of the alleged Deity’s plans, the most intelligent species on the planet can be brought low by something 80-120 nanometers in size. And what part that horrid little virion plays in any vast eternal plan? But that’s enough theodicy for now. So in case you haven’t guessed I’ve had and still have to some extent a version of influenza: could be the deadly Australian or the ever-so-polite Japanese or the entente filled French well whatever it was it was an absolute bugger. The past week has been one long semi-concious blur spent under a duvet surviving on soup, tea and easy-peel satsumas oh and regular doses of Paracetamol. Grrrrrr.
Today’s picture is a reflection I caught at Cottingham station. If, like me, you see a sort of face in this image it’s not a sign of warped mentality but of a “well wired brain” according to the Daily Mail. Pareidolia is, it appears, a good thing though I fail to see its place in intelligent design. If you don’t see a face, of course, it means you have an even better wired brain, however if you regularly read and take the Daily Mail seriously I can’t comment on your wiring …
Anyhow back to the duvet and a cup of life saving tea …
The Weekend Reflections are here.
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Even the drains have beauty …

30 Sep

…in the City of Culture. Barmston drain again with the onset of Autumn

Margot took the second one, and quite possibly the first; one camera, two idiots.

Weekend Reflections are lurking here.

ASDA, Hessle Road

25 Aug

If you look at old maps of Hessle Road you’ll find the area between it and the docks along the Humber crammed with housing, every inch taken up with dwellings for the families of fishermen, rail workers and so on. The 60’s and 70’s saw much of this quasi-slum demolished and people shipped out to the sunlit uplands of Bransholme and Orchard Park. This left a large open space on the edge of town and as nature abhors a vacuum so in rushed a superstore, ASDA. It’s a large, bland and inhuman space (now owned by Walmart) but at least does have windows to reflect the mural I showed the other day.
Weekend Reflections are here.

Trick of the light

18 Aug

OK so I waited ’til a blue car went past is that such a sin?

Weekend reflections are here.

BBC Proms at the stage in the dock

28 Jul
I mentioned that last Saturday that along with the Hull Folk Festival Hull was also host to the BBC Proms held at the little stage in the old dry dock. Those without tickets could listen from the footbridges at each end or turn on the radio or download it from the wonderful web.

Classical music may not be to everyone’s taste and I captured the leader of Hull City Council making a early getaway; perhaps Morris dancing was more his thing. I’m sure he’d cut a fine figure dancing a jig in a shirt and baldrics with knee-length breeches and bell pads or more likely just playing the fool.

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.