|17/05/2009||Filled under England east coast|
Then there is the fact that Hull contains a visually attractive mix of old and new buildings, like this church reflected in modern glass office windows. The architecture is bold and reflects the wealth extracted from the sea by the fishing industry, on a scale that is now hard to imagine. Hull was built on the profits from fish, although the port now serves other markets.
Fish swimming in water are difficult to photograph, even when they live in a giant submarium (The Deep) alongside sharks, swordfish and many other species. I’m sure this one was watching us as closely as we were him.
And finally: A good measure of someone’s character can be determined from the way they store their Christmas decorations. This piece of wisdom does not, as it happens, come from Hull but from further south where we have spent the last few days, having been invited to a substantial party to celebrate the betrothal of friends Rich and Gerry. It is not for me to explain the statement about the decorations, even if I could.
From all appearances it has rained ceaselessly here in Hull from the time we left three days ago until the moment we arrived back. What other conclusion can you draw when both our departure and return coincided with gallons of the stuff falling from the sky. Still, at least this has tested my repairs to the minor window leaks we were experiencing after our passage across The Wash. We returned to a perfectly dry boat, internally, although very well washed externally.
And after sitting out a week of easterly winds, finally there is a weather forecast for the next few days which suits us, wind from the south which won’t blow our socks off. Soon we’ll be leaving Hull and its rain behind, following those brown waters towards the sea before turning left (again) to head towards clearer waters off the Northumbrian coast.