The best post on this good thread for me. Takes me back to Orchard Park. We'd play football until we couldn't see the ball anymore. Some would call it a misspent youth. I'd disagree, because the memories are so precious. Andy Silby the oversized school bully, picking on me for no apparent reason and me busting his nose. Walking our fantastic dog for miles and the worrying **** he got up to (sorry about that Mr Palmer the farmer). Then it was skateboards, we're we totally consumed by that. Going to Grimsby skate park every Saturday and Sunday. Being asked which team I supported and when answering 'Hull City' always getting the same incredulous look, along with "Hull City? they're ****". Then I started getting all...erm...flustered? about girls I fell in love every ****ing girlfriend I went with. I could go on for hours and I probably will, but I'd sooner put some joy back in this Town called Malice...
As one of the younger ones on the thread, I don't have much to say. Born and still live in the same place. Even did Uni here - Chemistry (none of those pretend degrees like psychology or sociology).
I remember the lady at number 1, although not her name. She used to have a couple of "laying" chickens & every weekend would present my gran with 1/2 doz fresh brown eggs that were a big treat for my sister & I. That would be between 52/53 and 57/58 ? Thinking back, the walk from Hessle to Anlaby Common, down Boothferry Rd, along First Lane, Anlaby, was a bloody long way for 6 & 8 year olds. I doubt parents would allow kids to make that hike alone in this day & age. Sad really.
All right, I know I said that was my last word on the subject but obviously it isn't! Thanks for explaining your post. I really was quite confused. More so than annoyed. I can see the link to Shakespeare. It's rumoured that he couldn't spell his name. You are correct on the semi colon point. They are both independent clauses and therefore to link them with a semi colon is appropriate. There are lots of possible answers to Grandpa. Their accuracy depends on lots of things, including punctuation within speech marks. Yawn. I know. The main one that you are missing is: "An old gentleman!" called Grandpa. Nearly fifty years on and I've found a use for it at last. There's no such thing as Level 5 now. There's a National Standard that you either meet or you don't. That's all. Now, that is my last word on grammar. If anybody is still reading this, my Spurs supporting friend - yes I am ashamed to have one - said when we bought Mason, "I'm sorry but we really did you there." However, he then gave me a book called Sharp Street, which is, as you might expect about Sharp Street on Newland Avenue. The book is about a Pals regiment from there that went to the First World War. I knew about the Bradford and Accrington Pals but I didn't know Hull had any. I used to play down Sharp Street a lot as one of my friends lived on Wilfred Terrace. There was a street light at the end of it that we used as a wicket for cricket. It was great for floodlit matches! We used to climb the fence to play in Reynoldson Street school yard in the summer.
I don't know if it was the very first, but I read somewhere that the roll of honour at the top of Sharp St was one of the first in the Country.
The number of times I've been down Sharp Street and never seen it! My niece lived down there at one time so I often went down the street.
It cropped up again in the local news relatively recently as they were knocking down the building it was attached to. It was on the left as you went in off Newland. http://ww1hull.org.uk/index.php/hull-in-ww1/remembrance/hull-street-shrines
