Trip to Hull – 14th to 18th November

Jackie and I went up by train, met up with Jon, my brother, and his wife Denise, and went east of the city to a rented house near Hedon.  Jon has written about the trip on his own blog
 

View from rented house just after dawn

The town of Hedon is all weathered brown brick, of Georgian age, and has a solid feel about it.  Market day is Wednesday, and we bought fish for dinner.  In an open doorway I spotted the type of doorbell I am saving bits to make.
 
 

Doorbell operated by renewable energy system

 
 We went on an exploratory drive over the flat, ex-swampy land of Holderness.  At the village of Swine (once a major pig market and site of Priory established 1150) we found the church.  Very big for a small village, but once the Priory church.  Still Crown Estate land (since Henry VIII I suppose) and recently had much new stonework carefully integrated with the old, including the buttresses and pinnacles in the picture, with the year 2011 carved into the top of the buttress.

Swine Church, refurbished 2011

 
Later we passed the ruins of a monastery founded at the same time as the Priory, both established by William le Grosse.  He did this because he was too fat to ride a horse and was thus unable to join the Crusade of the day.  The religious houses were his penance.
We drove on to the tallest standing stone in Britain, in the churchyard at Rudston.  I was there a year ago, and was so impressed I wanted others to stand by it.
 

Tallest standing stone in Britain

We went on for lunch at the Blue Bell Inn at Burton Agnes.

Two brothers ponder the menu

Drank a Wold Top beer here, but not Falling Stone, which we tried later at Walters Bar in Hull.  The Falling Stone beer refers to a large meteorite which was seen to fall a few miles away on 13th December 1795.
Whilst we drank a customer asked the barman for Chilli Crisps, pointing to a packet behind the bar.  The barman replied, “That’s the last packet we’ve got, and we’re keeping them for display.”
Saw a windfarm built partly on the site of an old airfield – this part of Yorkshire is full of old RAF bases.

Part of a windfarm north of Driffield, dull day but just a glint of sunshine on the rotors

In the evening met Dad and Lee and went to Crofters, a little eatery in Anlaby, for dinner.  He was on good form, and seemed fit and well for 93.  Rather slow walk these days, but – thanks to Lee and her car – he still gets out and about.
Bought a few beers in Hedon the next day.  Very low price and good taste, from the Barnsley Brewery.

Three from Barnsley

Bobby Dazzler was my favourite, with that yeasty Pilsner tang.  Later met dad and Lee again, this time in the Station Hotel for lunch.

Jon, Lee and Dad in the Station Hotel, discussing food.

Earlier we had re-visited the area where we grew up.  In a tenfoot behind Victoria Avenue we spotted a very home-made windvane.  The back lanes in Hull are called tenfoots because – you guessed it – they are ten feet wide.

Sailing boat windvane over a garage in the Avenues, Hull

Much later in the day I asked Jon to stop so I could get a picture of Saltend, the petrochemical refining plant, just south of Hedon, on the Humber.

Saltend - perhaps the fumes from here gave me my sore throat

Onfriday we departed.  Jon and Denise dropped us at the station and we had time to visit the department store which used to be Binns, and Hammonds before that, but is now House of Fraser.  Still has the same delightful Art Deco staircase.

South West corner staircase in House of Fraser

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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