Anyone lost a glove?

Taken by Margot K Juby

Who wears gloves like this in July? Maybe the owner's hands got too hot or they could no longer abide the sheer vibrant purpleyness of them. Anyhow this glove sits on a fence and points skywards, lost and unwanted.

Reach for the stars

Taken by Margot K Juby

A graffito on a house wall on Cottingham Road.

Risqué

The Ann Summers emporium on Whitefriargate is having a sale with their customary salacious advertising. 

Arms and the man

The arms I'm guessing are those of the Charterhouse because the man, George Moore Carrick, was master of Charterhouse from 1847 to 1849 when he died aged 48. Hull Charterhouse had owned this site, 4,5 and 6 Silver Street, since the 15^th century but decided to sell it earlier this year. It's right next door to yesterday's posting.

Beehive

This ornate carving is over the doorway of a former bank on Silver Street. The beehive, a symbol of industry, was the sign of Lloyds bank until 1884 when Lloyds took over a bank called Barnett, Hoares & Co who had a black horse as their sign. Lloyds kept the black horse sign as its symbol (which you can just about see in this post here). I much prefer the beehive.

The Weekend in Black & White is here.

Rusty

In need of a bit of restoration is this plaque on the Drypool Bridge. The date 1888 refers to the opening of an older swing bridge which bore this plaque and which was replaced in the 1960's by the current bridge[ 1  2].

Congratulations to all those graduates

Well it's that time of year again: Graduation Day. A day for dressing up, hiring the gowns from Ede & Ravenscroft and parading round town wearing a silly hat with your ever so proud parents. And, well, why not?

and dad can dress up too!

The guy in green is Michael Wood, a world champion town crier no less, possessed of an exceedingly loud and powerful voice.

They never had music in my day, mind you I didn't go to Hull University, my loss I suppose. Here a quartet played some baroque and roll and were ignored by all.