Railway Accident

My thanks to the local newspaper (it's not often you're going to hear that from me) for reminding me about these terrible events on this day in 1927. Twelve people were killed when two trains collided just outside Paragon Station. You can read about it here. This little memorial is to be found at the rear of Hull Royal Infirmary. It's not the original one, that one, in the grand tradition of things, was nicked.

White van man got bored ....

...so he added a splash of colour.

Half empty or half full?

It was only in October last year that I posted how plans were being put forward to turn this dry dock into an amphitheatre [ 1 ]. After months of work all the silt that had accumulated in the dock had been washed out and the place looked ready to go. Well, as I may have mentioned, the Humber rose to record heights one night in December and refilled this dock. No problem you might think; just wait for low tide open the dock gates and let the water out. I'm guessing the dock gates don't work too well after the years of neglect so it's a case of slowly pumping out the water. Seeing the place as it is now I hope gives the planners pause for thought and they build a higher wall else their amphitheatre will be a duck pond. 

While I'm here can I point you in the direction of this excellent blog post about Hull: "Hull: City of Culture". It's a fairly comprehensive review of Hull's' architectural delights and horrors and examines some of the causes for the city's woes. As the author says "Hull is a super place, one of the most distinctive and unusual towns in England, whose assets are being absurdly wasted."

Going but not gone yet

It was May last year that I reported that the Arc building had been sold and was due to move on to pastures new. Well, as you can see, it and its turbines are still very much all present and correct. Seems the best laid plans have gone agley as they are wont to and the building is up for sale again. So if you've got £75,000 to spare (yeah, I know it was sold at auction for £21,000 but a profit must be turned somehow) you can have a bunch of upturned caravans to do with as you like so long as you move them from here before the Castle Street improvements begin. The turbines are not included, they've already been sold, not that they ever worked properly.

Cleminson Hall Upgrade

A couple of years ago I posted abut how this former student hall of residence was falling into disrepair and had become a home for vagrant pigeons [ 1 ]. Well recently (within the past couple of months any way) scaffolding has gone up and repairs and renovation are being carried out. I have it from the horse's mouth as it were that the building will become four flats. My predictions of ultimate demise were seemingly misplaced.

Does my bum look big in this?

You never know quite what you might see if you peek through the neighbour's foliage. This classical statuary can be glimpsed at the more expensive end of my street.

Poor old George

It's not much of a road more a cut through from Alfred Gelder Street to High Street but even so I bet old George was a bit miffed to have his yard renamed. How could he possibly compete with the 'sainted' Gandhi? It curls round the back of the Crown Court and brings you out near this.