|Gipsyville Roundabout, Hull|
I went down to the local pub late last night to drown my sorrows. Hull City had lost to Cardiff City by two goals to nil yesterday afternoon.
Our local is not as pleasant as it used to be. Sometimes there's loud music with televisions blaring and the manager/landlord is a bit of an arsehole. For example, not long after I had sat down with my pint, he decided to perform one of his party tricks in the middle of the tap room. He was clearly inebriated.
|Boothferry Road, Hull|
Trying to show off to a bunch of chums in the corner, he balanced a full pint of cider on his head. But it didn't stay there long - approximately one second - before smashing on the floor sending glass, cider and ice everywhere. A lot of it ended up on Karl's jacket which had fallen from a stool. Karl was none too pleased.
It was a silly performance and very unfunny. I mean, in my way of thinking - a pub landlord's behaviour in public should be exemplary - setting good standards rather than destroying them. Soon he staggered up the staircase, heading back to the flat above while Sam and Kieran - the two young barmen were left to clean up the mess. As I say - what an arsehole!
|Anlaby Road, Hull|
In the afternoon, I parked Clint at the "Park and Ride" car park in Hessle before catching a bus to the KCom Stadium near the centre of Hull. My friend Tony had posted me his season pass as he couldn't attend the last match of the season - so I went in his place.
While riding on the top deck of the bus I snapped some pictures of the west side of Hull - travelling along Hessle Road, Boothferry Road and Anlaby Road. Other passengers on the top deck must have been bemused but I wanted these pictures for the geogragh project that I have written about before in this humble Yorkshire blog.
|Cream-coloured phone boxes on Anlaby Road, Hull|