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The right to bare arms

12 Jul

“The police are the public and the public are the police …”

                                                                                                             Sir Robert Peel

In this country, well in Hull anyway, the sight of armed police patrolling the streets was until recently thankfully extremely rare. We don’t much want guns on show in public for obvious reasons. The Humberside force does hold the record for the highest use of tasers in the UK but that is another matter. After the Manchester attack in May this year, however, Humberside Police have been keen to show they are protecting the public with little displays of force like this in Queen Victoria square. I’m not quite sure what good they think are doing by standing around armed to the teeth like this. I’ve seen pictures in the paper of them posing with children and tourists in a blatant PR blitz. I suppose they get the chance to chew the cud with colleagues, stretch their legs and get some welcome sunshine on their arms. I have to say I didn’t feel very protected but then I didn’t feel very threatened either.
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O what made fatuous sunbeams toil …

4 Mar

 …To break earth’s sleep at all?

The weekend in Black and White is 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 …

The end of November

1 Dec
It’s not often people stop and gawp at the sky but yesterday’s flaming sunset was quite a spectacle and had folks looking up in amazement. I stood by the river and watched the old Sol Invictus disappear behind Lincolnshire’s pylons and, of course, I pointed my camera at it just like you’re not supposed to (eyesight is overrated).
Today’s first of the month theme for City Daily Photo is “Transitions“.

Flares and flags

13 Feb

This brought to mind memories of the physics lessons of my distant youth; the angle of incidence equals the angle of reflection or so they say. The thing in the middle is one of a pair rags on this pier; possible entrants in the most tattered flags in the world competition, and a truly heart-warming symbol of the state of this United Kingdom. Rule, Britannia!
 
Weekend Reflections are here.

Fun with the sun

17 Dec

The December sun sets early and casts some really long shadows. The mill above I’ve shown before here. The temptation to take a silly picture was overwhelming so I gave in.