Hull and Hereabouts

Albert has had to wait six years for his appearance in this blog due to a slight aversion on my part to anything batrachian. It's be...

Seems this toad has found its way across town, a short hop you might say, into the Transport Museum's gardens with convenient access...

I've just found out that the first Thursday in October is National Poetry Day. And since I also just happen to have a piccy of  Laug...

Patty : a concoction of mashed potato and sage covered in batter and deep fried; sometimes served with chips which are potatoes also dee...

Oh no, not another toad! I thought I'd seen the back of these critters until I came across this little dazzling beauty outside the Arc ...

It's a toad, of course, but from a different world. This one landed outside the station and is showing the signs of having come into co...

Those of you unfortunates who have never been to Hull will not have had the pleasure of encountering the local accent. This makes  phone sou...

June 12 saw the start of 25 weeks, no less, of Larkinalia; celebrating the death and commemorating the life of this tedious man. He once sa...