Brandy snap, Coconut’s, Greasy Bob’s and a waltz.

It’s been that time of the year here in Hull. The largest traveling fair in Europe comes to town for a week of chaos. The noise, lights and the aroma of burgers, burnt onions, hot dogs and chips fills the air. For some reason coconut’s are always on every stall. Millions of them. Brown, hairy […]

Crumbling

We took a drive a few days ago to the coast which is eroding faster than the conservatives trusting Boris. The way it’s going my garden will be by the sea in thirty years time. We went to Spurn Point, a wild and beautiful long curved piece of land. It’s the kind of place you […]

NORTH POINT.

We have a few shopping centres dotted about here in Hull. These kind of places are all very similar aren’t they, same shops, same bright lights. But we have one here slap bang in the middle of a huge council estate in the north of the city that’s been around for years. It’s called North […]

THE PATTIE.

What the hell is that I hear you cry! This humble dish is a Hull Pattie. When Egon Ronay, the well known food critic tried one he wept tears of joy and had to be dragged out of the chippy, screaming for more…It’s a local delicacy that will make those taste buds dance the fandango […]

Ye Plotting Parlour…

We have a few old pubs in Hull. One of them is called Ye Old White Harte. And it is old, built in 1550, tucked down a little allayway. It’s a beautiful place with so much history. In 1642 King Charles and The Parliament didn’t see eye to eye. He was on his way around […]

Sea of blue

Hull became the City of Culture in 2017. A year long festival and then beyond. It’s been such a fantastic time with numerous events. An American photographer called Spencer Tunick, who uses a mass of nude people as art, had an idea for the City …. Early one summer morning over three thousand people turned […]

Me and the Pope.

We left the Czech Republic a couple of days ago. My grandson is still in hospital there but tests have been good so fingers crossed he’ll be out soon. When we landed at Manchester Airport I kissed the tarmac ala Pope John Paul the second. I don’t know how he did it so many times […]

Earth

I popped to Hull Minster today to see the planet earth…. Seven metres in diameter and created used NASA high definition. It’s quite a size…. Its a fantastic thing to see…

The Bransholme Cowboy.

It’s funny really but I thought poetry was just for ‘Arty Farty’ types (apologies to any Arty Farty types out there) and not a numbskull like me. How wrong I was! Turns out I’ve been really enjoying it here. So I wrote a few. I only ever intended to do a couple of small blogs….. […]

THESE STREETS..

A barking dog and a big white van, Early morning frost and a dustbin man, Kids go to School via the bakers shop, Four sausage rolls make your heart say stop, Smoking mother’s chewing the fat, Pass a wrinkled man in an old woolly hat, Straight to the bookies, his money will diminish, Bellow at […]

A DEAD BOD.

I don’t know where you live but here in Britain the dialects, accents vary greatly from place to place. What somebody says in one part of the country might not make any sense in another part. Here in Hull we have quite a few different words for things. A back alley is called a ten […]

Dancing with Rats.

My wife walked slowly backward into the living room, her shaking hand pointing and said, ” Massive rat in the garden……” A bit like Chief Brody in Jaws when he sees the Great White up close and personal. I jumped up, well slowly rose, knees popping, bones creaking and had a look but the blighter […]