I could tell you this road is named after John Wymersley who in the early 16th century ran the well nigh bankrupt Haltemprice Priory close by and came into conflict with Hull City Council as then was in the guise of the Sheriff of Hull who ran neighbouring villages. The dispute I read came to a "battle or skirmish" in 1516 ... I could but Wikipedia has it all written down so neatly that it would waste my time so I'll just copy it here ...
"the Prior claimed that though the priory was within the Shire of Hull it was not part of it, and was within the Lordship of Cottingham, and had taken the issue to the Star Chamber; the case was referred to the Abbott of Meaux; Bryan Palmes; and Sir William Constable
who had decided in the Prior's favour. Despite this decision on 6
October the Sheriff of Hull together with 200 people of the town began
to approach Wolfreton; the Prior, who had been informed of the Sheriff's
intentions roused his tenants, and armed the monks of the Priory, who
then blocked the roads, and hurled abuse on the Sheriff and his people.
The Sheriff's party returned the insults in turn using foul language.
Subsequently, the altercation came to blows and a quarrel with arrows
ensued. The battle continued until the monks, many being old or fat,
gave way, and fled to their priory, followed by the Sheriff's group. The
situation was prevented from becoming more inflamed by the arrival of
the Lord Mayor of Hull, who having learned of what was happening
hastened to the scene with 60 horsemen. Subsequently, the Prior sought
redress in the Star Chamber, with the Sheriff accused of riot and other
crimes – the legal proceedings continued for three years at much
expense, leading to the settlement that the Prior was given Willerby and
Newton within his authority, whilst Hull obtained free right to the
fresh water springs of Anlaby"
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Ah that was so far in the past and they don't do stuff like that these days except ... well my own little patch of this green and pleasant isle is in Cottingham but Hull City Council claims it owns the road outside my house and is trying to tell me how to keep my hedge in trim. We've been through the hurling abuse at the Sheriff's men stage and I have my complaint before the Star Chamber as I write ... all I need now is 60 horsemen since old and fat monks are pretty useless and scarce on the ground these days.
To finish I thought I'd include this little video of a song which has been earworm of mine lately. The song goes on and on but this is a short and sweet version and, much like this post, quite mad.
