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The Lumpy Bumps

12 Jan

You know how it is; finishing off a make over and deciding that a little extra decorative piece would just round off the tout ensemble. So it came to pass that Hull acquired this artfully crafted installation down by the Marina. What is it, do I hear you ask? Hmm, you and the rest of the world …

Tree Doodle

18 Dec

Over in Pearson Park a chestnut tree about to be felled due to being rotten has been transformed into this interesting oddity; a three headed being each head having a crown and an outstretched arm holding an ice-cream. There’s not a lot to say about it really. I like it.
There’s another dead tree close by if anyone fancies having a go.

Pleased as Punch

28 Sep

Here’s a detail from the ornate exterior of the Punch Hotel on Queen Victoria Square. As the lord of misrule this figure has no doubt been observing the ongoing utter chaos of  the renovation of the town centre with some glee. That’s the way to do it!

A whisper of moths

7 Jul

These decorative blobs that have alighted all over town and elsewhere are supposed to be moths. Yeah, I know, you’d never have guessed. Anyhow it’s from the same deep pool of idiocy that brought us fibre glass toads to celebrate the death of Philip Larkin; this time the death being celebrated is Amy Johnson’s untimely demise in WW2 seventy-five years ago. Nearly sixty of these damn things have been dotted around the place. I’ve spotted about half a dozen so far and I can assure you I’m not going hunting for the rest. Why moths do I hear you ask? (are you still there?) Well she flew a Gypsy Moth plane, geddit? I know; stooopid. If you’re remotely interested in fibre glass lepidoptery there’s a gallery of mothy stuff here.

Sailing By

8 Jun

This odd little installation in Bridlington features a transparency of an oil painting, the Great Gale of 1871 by local artist J T Allerston. If you are not from these parts you may not recognise the names surrounding and underneath the picture. These are the shipping forecast areas and to anyone who has listened to BBC Radio 4 as it closes down for the night they will be only too familiar. The forecast was (probably still is, I haven’t listened for a while) usually preceded by a piece of light music entitled ‘Sailing By’. That tune and the almost poetic recitation of the forecast following was enough to send most people off to sleep; a kind of national lullaby. Some, however, found the shipping forecast altogether more invigorating … 

Meet the Burtons

25 May
Richard Burton

Due to events that need not concern you I was forced yesterday afternoon to stay in Cottingham for three hours. Now Cottingham has a few attractions but not, even on a good day, three hours worth. And yesterday it was cold and raining heavily, yes I know it’s May. So seeking shelter from the elements I ended up in St Mary’s church, camera in hand and acres of time to fill. The place was, as usual empty with only the vicar’s CCTV cameras keeping me company. Anyway enough of my troubles ..
Tucked away by the entrance are three large (ridiculously large) memorials to various Burtons the people who owned most of Cottignham in the 18th century and indeed lots of east Yorkshire as well. The most notable, if you are into military-history things that is, is the one above to Richard Burton a commander of the British army in North America. He was lieutenant governor of Quebec and then governor of Three Rivers Province back in 1760s or thereabouts. Below are two more memorials to William and Robert Burton who as far as I can tell did little other than have great wealth and do whatever it is wealthy people do. I did not notice any memorial to Napier Christie Burton who seemed to manage to live beyond even the Burton family’s means and ended up selling the holdings in Cottingham, even at one stage going to debtors prison. Somehow I couldn’t find anything to him, strange that…

Robert Burton

William Burton

A thing from the past

25 Apr

Trawling through some old pictures I came across this from about 2004. I’d totally forgotten about this testament to the welder’s skill that used to be on Scale Lane near where the new swing bridge was (eventually) built. I don’t know what it was, who made it or where it went. Somebody will know, won’t they?