Off Topic Hull: City of Culture

There would be more culture if you left it out of the fridge

 

Who the flip buys cheese off Amazon? Peasantry.

 

ooh, an excuse for an old joke.

The eldest child asked: "Mummy, why am I called Leaf?"
'Well when you were born, a leaf drifted down and landed on your head."
So middle child said: "Wow, so is that similar to why I'm called snowflake?"
"Yes", said mummy. "You were born in a snowstorm, and the snowflakes made sweet patterns on your bald crown"
"gnnphmmmngrrh" "shut up fridge" says mummy.

 

That's not a very mature thing to say.

Think Caerphilly before you speak.

 

Sean McAllister who made the Back To Hull film which was projected on to the buildings at the start of City of Culture, replied to my tweet saying we should show it again with:

“Good Idea, Maybe we could play it again at the end of 2020 when we hand over City of Culture status to Coventry”

I personally think it’s a great idea

 

"Hull has a special aura that many places lack.". It does and that is why I moved back after 40 years away.

 

Know many people that have done that DarbyDays.

My generation had little or no jobs round here, so many went to London or elsewhere. I realise it was the same for many communities in the North, and most people didn't leave by choice but by necessity, so back home always held good memories.

There is a phrase 'What do they know of England, who only England know?' about how you have to see what else is out there before you understand your own backyard better.

Affordable housing, neighbourly streets, no religious or community divides, no turf wars or guns, no hipster strongholds, self deprecating humour, people who actually speak to you and in your own language and so on.

Many of these traits not unique to our city, but these are understated, underrated and invisible characteristics which make the difference between living in Anytown or Home.

Of all the people I know who have left here, many were resigned to it and talked up 'This town has **** all, it's a dump'. You still hear brainwashed youngsters trot out this line, most of whom lack the balls to actually get off their arses and seek their fortune elsewhere.

But over they years most have been glad to come back, realising there is more to life than house prices, sushi bars and trendy postcodes. The invisible mortar that holds it all together just isn't there.

Of the ones that have not (yet) come back, I reckon most would if they could justify it to their partners or their careers.

 

Back in the day (Simon Gray buses) we were in London after a match, and got talking to a Burnley fan. He was exiled down there and said, "my heart's still in Burnley" my mate replied "you must have long ****ing arteries!"

The views expressed in my posts are not necessarily mine.

 

Well said.

I 'came back' too.

 

Now I think about it, I can't think of any I have known who have not.

Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well, another crazy day You'll drink the night away
And forget about everything

This city desert makes you feel so cold
It's got so many people, but it's got no soul
And it's taken you so long To find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything
You used to think it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you're trying, you're trying now

Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'd be happy
But you're crying, you're crying now

Way down the street there's a light in his place
He opens the door, he's got that look on his face
And he asks you where you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anything
He's got this dream about buying some land
He's gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands
And then he'll settle down In some quiet little town
And forget about everything
But you know he'll always keep moving
You know he's never gonna stop moving
'Cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stone
And when you wake up, it's a new morning
The sun is shining, it's a new morning
And you're going, you're going home

 

A true Blockbuster

 

Sweet.

Thought it was just a Simon Bates/Noel Edmonds type sax Smash bitd, but now I have mellowed and can appreciate the words.

 

Reminds me of a tale watching City at Fulham, mid week, first season on the PL. We were on a mini bus parked up and drinking in Parsons Green before the game. I noticed a fella by himself observing us and he eventually came over and said ' are you lads from Hull ?
Then he said 'can I come and stand with you for a bit, I'm from Hull and been down here for three months and no-ones spoke to me yet'.

 

We used to park at Cockfosters or High Barnet and Tube it in, and always made a point of engaging the cockerknees in conversation. The initial look of horror on their faces was well worth the effort.

The views expressed in my posts are not necessarily mine

 

Just seen on the news, Leeds Bradford airport are petitioning to rename it Amy Johnson airport.
Donny airport already has a Amy Johnson spoons, don't the wessies and midlanders have any heroes of their own?

 

Oh I bet Amy would love that. A rat infested airport in her name. Humberside Airport should nip in and get there first.

 

Leicester have an underground parking lot named after King Dick III if that counts ?
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