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A River Full of Stories

Tuesday, October 15th, 2019

I’m pleased to have some of my pictures included in ‘A River Full of Stories‘ , a large hardback of around 200 pages recently published by Rich & Lou Duffy Howard in Hull. It’s an unusual title in several ways, and comes from their online project of the same name, a follow-up to their Open Bridges (which I wrote about here) which was a part of Hull’s 2017 year as UK City of Culture.

The book launch took place a little over a week ago, though I’m sorry I was unable to attend as I was at a weekend meeting elsewhere.

I have a small portfolio with 6 pages of my work, all reproduced well and to a good size on the roughly 10×11″ pages, as well as three other large reproductions in the main body of the book.

The book is packed with interesting photography, both historical and contemporary of Hull and its river, and the presentation is one only made possible by considerable sponsorship attracted to the project acheived by Rich and Lou Duffy-Howard who curated and edited it both online and in print.

You can of course read about it in the Hull Daily Mail (though I don’t get a mention) and there is an exhibition about both projects in the centre of Hull at the Hull Maritime Museum in Queen Victoria Square until the end of 2019.

The book is unusual in that it is not for sale, but contributors were given a free copy along with every library in Hull and the East Riding. However you can still buy the Café Royal Book  The River Hull 1977–85 which has most of the pictures in it – if on a rather smaller scale and less expensively reproduced. My other Café Royal Book on Hull, The Streets of Hull 1979–85 is also still available. And you can see many more pictures on my Hull web site in the links below.


My London Diary : London Photos : Hull : River Lea/Lee Valley : London’s Industrial Heritage

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Hull Streets

Thursday, February 7th, 2019

Another publication by me is now available from Café Royal books. The Streets of Hull has 20 of my pictures taken between 1979 and 1985 as I walked around Hull working on my larger project which was shown and published as ‘Still Occupied: A view of Hull‘. You can see the whole new work on the Café Royal site.

Here’s the text I wrote for publication of that larger book:

‘Still Occupied’ was my first serious attempt to photograph the urban landscape. An extended study of the city of Kingston upon Hull, it was exhibited in the Ferens Art Gallery there in 1983.

When I started this project in 1977, Hull was in the throes of a massive redevelopment, with many inner city areas being bulldozed and instant slums being created on its outskirts. It seemed to have learnt nothing from the mistakes I had fought against during the previous decade in inner-city Manchester, and to be a city that had turned its back on its heritage, which as I hope these pictures show, I had come to cherish.

Circa 120 pages & 270 black and white photographs. First published 2011, reprinted with minor corrections for 2017 Hull UK City of Culture.’

‘Still Occupied’ is still available, though expensive in print, but there is a good PDF of it you can download immediatley for £4.50 and the web page also has a good preview.

After the show at the Ferens I continued to work on the project for several years and am still occasionally going back to Hull and taking pictures there most years, most recently last July and in February 2017.

You can also still see my early pictures of Hull on my Hull Photos web site, which currently has black and white pictures I made from 1973 to 1986, though when I find time I hope to add some colour work as well as pictures from later years. Almost all of the pictures in the Café Royal book are on the site.

The pictures have aged well in content if not always physically under the less than ideal storage conditions of my home. When I first made them there were some from Hull who felt they were showing an unfortunate aspect of the city which they wanted to dismiss and move away from. Now I think they are seen differently, reflecting a vital and under-recorded part of its heritage.

I decided against putting any text with the images. Some from Hull may recognise where they were taken, though much has disappeared. But I think the pictures speak for themselves.

The Streets of Hull‘ 1979–85 by Peter Marshall. Cafe Royal Books, 2019 36pp 20 black and white images £6.00 + p/p

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Open Bridges

Monday, January 28th, 2019

One of the more interesting projects as a part of Hull’s year as City of Culture in 2017 was ‘Open Bridges‘ , an event unlike some truly based on Hull, a city which has long been split in two by its river. Rivalry between East and West Hull is at its highest in terms of sport, with Hull Football Club on the west formed in 1865 and Hull Kingston Rovers in the east from 1881. The sport is of course Rugby League, though other codes of football are available.

Back when I first began visiting Hull in the 1960s people were always complaining about being late for things because North Bridge or Drypool or one of the other bridges “were up“, disrupting bus or car journeys.  Then the bridges opened frequently with a great deal of traffic moving up and down the tidal river  to various wharves, though now bridge openings are fairly rare (except for Scott St bridge, a listed structure permanently open since some time in the 1990s.)

For Open Bridges, for the first time ever, all the bridges were opened simultaneously at 20:17 hours on the autumn equinox, 22nd September 2017, splitting the city completely in two, although only for a few minutes. Open Bridges also included a film and specially commissioned musical work for the event.

A River Full Of Stories is the follow-up to Open Bridges, and with the support of the Heritage Lottery Fund is producing a film, exhibition, website and a book which will be given to each library and museum in Hull and the East Riding.

I’m very pleased that some of my own work is now included on the web site as one of the Open Bridge Stories,  The River Hull 1977-85 by Peter Marshall, with links to my ‘The River Hull’ and ‘Still Occupied’ books and my Hull web site.

My web site was also produced, but as an entirely unofficial contribution, for Hull’s year as City of Culture and rather to my own surprise I managed to post a new picture on-line every day during 2017 on it, as well as on Facebook, where I also put some short comments.  But I have to admit that I’ve rather neglected it since then, posting only a very few new pictures, and making little progress with adding the text about the images which I’ve written on to the web site.

Recently I’ve begun to scan some more of the colour images I made, at first on colour transparency, and from some time in 1985 using colour negative film. Technical problems in getting the results I wanted from slide film in pictures from Hull were a major motivation in my moving to negative film, and problems in getting the results I wanted from commercial printers led to me setting up my own colour print processing line – and doubtless breathing in lots of harmful fumes. Things are easier in many ways now, though scanning colour negatives still remains rather a dark art.

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Hull in the Rain

Thursday, November 22nd, 2018

It rained rather a lot when we were in Hull. I generally write these posts without notes, based on the pictures I take and my memories, and for things that were now almost four months ago, unless I took photographs my memories are often a little vague. So writing about Friday night in Friday in Hull I mentioned that we ate in one of Larkin’s haunts, the Royal Station Hotel. We did eat there, but it was on the Sunday night, not on the Friday.

Friday night we had decided to eat somewhere on Princes Avenue, a street with a considerable number of eateries, most of which I would give a miss, and we took a bus there. Usually such vague ideas result in a lot of walking along and looking at menus before we find somewhere we can both agree is possibly suitable, but this time it was different. Almost as soon as we got off the bus, the heavens opened, and torrential rain had us scurrying for a bus shelter. The rain kept on, and after perhaps ten minutes the pavement inside the bus shelter was beginning to flood.

From the shelter we could see the lights of an Italian restuarant, ‘UNO’s Trattoria -Pizzeria’ and we made a dash for it, hoping there was room for us and that the storm and the flood would subside before we had finished our meal (and they had.) It was a place I would probably have walked passed without bothering to examine, but we had one of the best Italian meals there I’ve had for a long time, and certainly the best I’ve found in Hull. Thanks to a thunderstorm.

TripAdviser (not something I’d generally take too seriously) rates it as #21 of 534 Restaurants in Kingston-upon-Hull, and it gets some seriously good reviews – with the usual one or two with a grudge, who sound like very awkward customers who made a real nuisance of themselves.

Sunday started off rainy, and after another breakfast in the Admiral of the Humber (a modern Wetherspoons with their standard menu, decent and cheap) I refilled my coffee and waited there until I could go and worhsip again at the Kollwitz show, having pointed Linda towards Holy Trinity.

After lunch it wasn’t raining too hard and we set off for a walk down Springbank to Hull General Cemetery, apparently a favourite place for Larkin as well as for Linda an myself, somewhere we often walked while staying with her parents.

From the cemetery we head down Chants, familiar but different, with most of the shops having changes hands and business. We crossed Bricknell to go down the alley to Loveridge Ave, though the tenfoot there is now behind locked gates we could walk past the front of the house Linda grew up in. In the cemetery further on we visited her parents’ grave, and then walked on to Cottingham Road, turning down Newland Park, to see West Garth where we had often stayed with our friend Ian and then on to Larkin’s house, complete with a large toad.

Back to Cottingham Road through the eastern entrace to Newland Park we ran to catch a bus back into town. The services on a Sunday afternoon are few and far between. We spotted another Larkin sign as the bus passed Sharp St, where I’ve often stopped to photograph the street’s war memorial, moved several times as the buildings it was on have been replaced, and recently refurbished again.

Then it was time for the visit to the Royal Station Hotel (officially now the Mercure Hull Royal Hotel) for dinner as mentioned in a previous post. Good company but the food was nothing special.

We were leaving Hull at lunchtime on Monday, so had a morning still to spend. Despite light rain we went for a walk, taking Anlaby Road out of town as far as the ‘flyover’ where Linda left me as she wanted to revisit the Ferens which opened shortly, and I made my way along some back streets and then Boulevard to Hessle Rd.

On my way the rain turned from light to rather heavy, but I was determined to find a mural to ‘Big Lil’ that had been painted since I was last in Hull, and put up my umbrella and strode on. Despite the brolly I was pretty wet by the time I reached it, but managed to take a few pictures and then walked back a little way into town before the rain came on even more heavily, and I was glad to find a bus shelter, and, after a few minutes, a bus to take me back to collect my luggage at the hotel.

As we left Hull, the rain stopped and the sun came out.

More text and pictures:
Wet Sunday Morning in Hull
Spring Bank, Chants & Newland Park
Anlaby Rd & Hessle Rd

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Hull Saturday

Wednesday, November 21st, 2018

Saturday was the day of our family celebration, with a dozen family and friends coming from across the country (and France) to lunch with us at one of Hull’s newer eating places in Humber St in the Old Town. Fortunately, being Hull, the food was a little more down to earth than in a similar place in London, rather more filling (and mine at least actually came on a plate), the service was friendly and the cost perhaps half or less than it might have been in London, with the difference probably paying for both our hotel bill and train fares.

Not that we chose Hull for that reason. Hull was where Linda grew up and where we were married back in 1968, one of the less reported events of a rather spectacular year, though my recollections of it are rather hazy.

Before the lunch we had time to visit the Ferens where the Kothe Kollwitz show was spectacular and as always there were other things of interest too, thanks to the generosity of one of Hull’s great Methodist philanthropists, Thomas R Ferens, who gave the city its art gallery (and its University) but also had the sense to know the gallery needed a continuing income to buy works to show. One small disappointment was that the gallery space in which I had shown work in 1983 was closed for refubishment. Ferens was truly a remarkable man, both in business where he made Reckitts into one of the leading companies but in other ways. By 1920, when he was earning £50,000 a year (about £2.5m in today’s value) he was giving away £47,000 of it.

I didn’t quite have enough time to properly view the Kollwitz show, so promised myself I would return the following day before rushing out to go to Scale Lane. I got held up again in the square outside, where Morris Dancers were performing, and had to run most of the length of Whitefriargate to get to the bridge on time.

Because the bridge was opening as it does most Saturday mornings, probably mainly to check it still works, but also as an attraction to the city, as it is one of very few swing bridges on which the public are invited to ride as it swings. It’s a rather slow and sedate movement rather than a fairground ride, but is still something of an experience. It pivots around a centre close to the Old Town side, and because the bridge and its matching landside approach are both semicircular you can step on or off safely at any stage of its ninety degree swing.

My wife, slowly pushing a pushchair and baby across the swing bridge at Albert Dock entrance anticipated this attraction many years ago, probably because she was walking slowly and had stopped to appreciate the view. She got her ride despite notices forbidding it, flashing lights, warning sounds and gates. Fortunately she stayed in the middle of the bridge in safety and didn’t try to walk off before the bridge returned to its landward position.

We walked back across the high Myton Bridge, where the wind made it cold and difficult to stand still without holding the rail, then back towards the city centre, stopping to admire the new ‘Bean and Nothingness’ still being got ready to open in Whitefriar gate; we were able to go in and have a chat, but weren’t able to try the coffee.

Soon it was time to meet my son and his wife at Paragon (sorry, Hull) station, arriving after a long journey from the south coast where they had been holidaying, and to walk with them to Butler Whites to lunch with them and our other friends and family.

It was quite a long lunch, and after we had finished some had to rush away, while I led a short conducted tour of the Old Town for those who remained, finally leaving them with directions to station and car parks before finding another eating place in a ccorner of the now renamed Trinity Square. This was a totally different experience. Deafening noise, cramped seating, poor food, terrible service, a place to avoid unless you are totally drunk and want to shout at your friends. The town centre as we walked back to our hotel, an area frined who have visited Hull tell stories about on a Saturday night was civilised by comparison.

More here:
Riding the Bridge
A short Hull tour
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Friday in Hull

Tuesday, November 20th, 2018

Our Friday in Hull was a day of two halves – and then an evening. We started with a slightly indirect walk to the bus station (or rather the Transport Interchange, rather posher and better organised than the old bus station that Larkin would have known) and caught a bus to Cottingham, a “village” just outside Hull where Larkin briefly lived and often drank and is site No 19 on the Larkin Trail.

We hadn’t gone there in search of Larkin, but to meet old friends, including both the organist and one of the bridesmaids from our wedding long ago. I’d enjoyed a full English breakfast earlier at the Admiral of the Humber but managed to squeeze in some cakes, coffee and a small celebratory drink before we left to walk to Oppy Wood, on the edge of Hull’s Orchard Park Estate.

Unfortunately we found most of the wood, planted in 2004 in memmory of the 200 “Hull Pals” who died at the battle of Oppy Wood in France in 1917, had disappeared, dug up to provide a large hole to help prevent more disatrous flooding in the area – much of Hull was inundated in 2007 and 90% of the city is below high tide level, though the 2007 flooding came from the land as the rivers and drains couldn’t cope with a month’s rain in a few hours. We walked around the field that remained then to the bus stop to go back to the city centre where we picked up a snack for lunch before catching the bus to Stoneferry.

The afternoon was planned by me to make some panoramas in one of the areas I’d not managed to get to in my visit in 2017, and then to go and see the Bankside Gallery, a tremendous outpouring of street art on the walls of the old industrial area beside the River Hull, which sprung up after Banksy’s January visit to create his ‘Draw The Raised Bridge’ on Scott Street bridge.

We ate our lunch snacks in hot sun beside the Hull before beginning a longish afternoon walk, first down beside the river to Stoneferry Road, then continuing on down to the path to cross the river on the former rail bridge at Wilmington. I don’t think Larkin ever appreciated the industrial areas of Hull, though parts have a picturesque gloom that might have appealed if he had he ever gone there. The sky was rather too empty clear blue for my taste and my pictures, particularly the panoramas, though there were more clouds later in the day.

Then we wandered up Bankside to see the many painted walls, before turning back down where the gallery continues on to Scott St, resting for a short time in the Whalebone with a pint of a local brew, before walking back into town for a short rest and a cup of tea.

We spent the evening having dinner with Linda’s brother and his wife in another of Larkin’s haunts, the Royal Station Hotel, where he stands in Martin Jennings’s statue close to the door on the concourse of what he knew as Hull Paragon station. Appropriately it was Friday night, and pretty quiet, though perhaps not as quiet as when he wrote ‘Friday Night in the Royal Station Hotel‘ in 1967, but I took no pictures.
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Larkin about in Hull

Monday, November 19th, 2018

We’d booked in at a hotel in the centre of Hull, five minutes walk from the station, but we didn’t intend to spend much time there except while sleeping, and having dropped our luggage in the room, went back down to the foyer, where while waiting for Linda to join me I picked up and opened a leaflet on the Larkin Trail.

I’m not a great fan of the poet who spent much of his life working at Hull University’s Librarian, but there are certainly some memorable lines, some evocative of the city, and  some of the city centre locations were on the route we intended to take for other reasons, so we began to loosely follow its directions, and our rather longer progress around the city centre and outskirts over the next few days I think included all of the places mentioned in the trail, seeing all its signs and reading most of them, though not those in the much wider area outside the city,  most hard to visit without a car.

The trail is a bit of a disappointment in places, its signs some distance from the true Larkin sites, for example some distance away from the flat where he lived in Pearson Park and rather further from his later house in Newland Park. If you download the longer version from the web site you do get much fuller details than the printed leaflet. You will find many of the places mentioned in these pictures and those from later in my visit, and perhaps more authentically as they were when Larkin lived in Hull on my web site, ‘Still Occupied: a view of Hull‘.

I don’t know if he came to see my show of around 148 of these pictures at the Ferens, a couple of years before his death, though it’s fairly likely given the kind of city that Hull is where the art gallery plays an important role in cultural life. He was a keen amateur photographer and I think some of the pictures would have appealed to him, perhaps with a similar ironic stance.  I’m fairly sure wasn’t at the opening, but then he disliked such social occasions, avoiding them when he could.

We didn’t do the full length in the afternoon, having other important business – such as a drink and an ice-cream at the Kardomah – and taking a quick look at the venue where we had booked a table for our family celebration in a couple of day’s time. Then it was time for dinner, after which in the fading light we took a bus to walk through Pearson Park (and past the flat in which he wrote much of his better work) and then walked back along Beverley Road to the city centre as it got dark.

On the later days of our visit we did visit, or at least go past the other places mentioned in the trail as we visited people and places important to our own past in Hull, parts of which were important to Larkin as well.

Hull – City Centre & Old Town
Hull – Pearson Park & Beverley Rd

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Peter Marshall — The River Hull 1977–85

Saturday, November 10th, 2018

I’m pleased to announce a second little zine just published with a few of my pictures – ‘Peter Marshall — The River Hull 1977–85‘, now available on Cafe Royal Books.

You can page through and see all the pictures on the web site – and of course buy a copy if you want. Might make a good Christmas present… And unlike my ‘Still Occupied, A View of Hull’ at a reasonable price, though postage adds a a bit to the £6 cover price.

Best to buy several copies and share them with friends, or of course there are many other great volumes in the series worthy of your consideration, including my own Notting Hill Carnival in the 1990s, as well as several by some of my friends, including Bob Watkins‘ The English Way, English Carnival Pictures, Paul Baldesare‘s Down the Tube Travellers on the London Underground and John Benton-Harris‘s The English and many more you can see on the Cafe Royal Books pages.

All these zines are fairly small editions and some sell out pretty quickly.

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More from Hull

Sunday, April 15th, 2018

Another six pictures from 1985 for my Hull web site. They include pictures from Beverley Rd, Selby St and Springbank. ‘Still Occupied – a view of Hull‘ now has over 530 black and white images I made in the city from 1973 to 1985. I am gradually adding the texts I have written about most of the pictures. Please feel free to comment here with any further information or corrections about these images.
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85-10n-44: 46 Beverley Rd, 1985 – Beverley

Back in 1892, 46 Beverley Rd was the home of dentist Zachariah Charles Blyth L.D.S.,R.C.S. Later he had a son, Joseph Charles, killed in 1917 in the Great War, and three daughters, Hilda, Violet, and Dora.

Presumably this house and No 44 were once a part of Kingston College, built 1836-7, , where a pair of similar gate-piers (which have lost the decorative top) still stand on Beverley Rd, flanking a path leading the the Kingston Youth Centre, which is set back a short distance from the road. It was perhaps built at the same time as the former College lodge at No 44 next door had its upper storey added.


85-10n-46: Bridge across site of Cottingham Drain, Bridlington Ave area, 1985 – Beverley

Much of Hull is below the level of the highest tides, and fairly large areas below sea level. The whole of the Hull basin had been subject to extensive drainage schemes since the early middle ages, with drainage ditches (known as drains or dykes) discharging water from low-lying areas into the River Hull at low tides. One of the older which came through to the Hull at High Flags was Setting Dyke, and after the Cottingham Drain was dug following an Act of Parliament around 1770 it joined to Setting Dyke between Ella Street and Victoria Avenue near the southern end of Newland Avenue. The combined drain, now known as the Cottingham Drain then continued east past Beverley Road before turneing south parallet with Beverley Rd to go under Norfolk St and then turn east again to meet the River Hull at High Flags.

There was still water in the Cottingham Drain when I first came to Hull in the 1960s, but shortly after these drains were filled in, the water going into the sewage system, Setting Dyke flowing into the sewer on National Avenue and
Cottingham Drain into the sewer on Cottingham Road. The filled in drains were grassed over, with much of their length becoming foot and cycle paths, and you can still follow most of their course on satellite imagery.

This bridge was left in place, in parkland somewhere near Bridlington Avenue. I looked for it briefly last year but couldn’t find it, but it may well still be there.


85-10n-52: St George’s Hotel, Selby St, 1985 – Hessle Rd

In the background of this image, on the side of one of the more recent houses you can see the image of a game of rugby league in the brickwork. You see this if you look out to the right as your train nears Hull, in Farnella Close off of Selby St. The picture was taken on Selby St and the pub on the corner of St George’s Rd is the nineteenth century St George’s Hotel.

The nearer house has been demolished and the area became part of the pub garden. The pub became noted for its drag acts when the landlord was female impersonater Bobby Mandrell, “Hull’s Most Glamorous Landlady”. It closed in 2013, but was reopened in 2016 and shortly after changed its name to the Loud Mouth Count Hotel.


85-10n-53: Footbridge across railway line, Selby St, 1985 – Hessle Rd

There is still a footbridge across the railway leading from Selby St to Walliker St, though both houses in the foreground and those on the far side corner of Arthur St have been demolished. That on the near side corner is still standing as are the lower houses further down Walliker St. THe large roofs in the distance were those of the now closed Charleston Club (a redevelopment opportunity) close to Anlaby Rd and other buildings on Anlaby Rd.

Samuel Walliker (1821–92), born in Bury St Edmunds, was postmaster in Hull from 1863 until 1881 and lived at Ashburnham House on Anlaby Rd not far away. Walliker Street was laid out in 1881.

Walliker, who had begun his career in London under Sir Rowland Hill, was also noted as a philanthropist. He moved to become Postmaster of Birmingham in 1881 (until he retired in 1891) and the following year set up The Society for Promoting Country Trips and Garden Parties for Poor Old People in around 1882, and was President of the Kyrle Society (Window Gardening Section), an organisation founded in 1878 to provide window boxes for slum dwellers.

He had a song composed about him around 1871, ‘The Hull Postmaster’ published as sheet music celebrating the opening of a money order office and savings bank in Wellington St, to the tune ‘The Arethusa’, also known as ‘The Saucy Arethusa’, a well known folk tune dating from around 1700. Unfortunately I’ve been unable to find the words of ‘The Hull Postmaster’.


85-10n-54: Walliker Street from the footbridge, 1985 – Hessle Rd

The house at left of the picture has been demolished and this is now an area of green space with a footpath. The nearer houses on Arther St are still standing, but those beyond have been demolished and recently replace by a new block of what looks like sheltered housing.


85-10n-56; Shakespeare TV Sales and Service, Springbank, 1985 – Springbank

Shakespeare TV was at 177 Spring Bank, now the Adonai Food Store, next door to the Swedenborgian Church, built in 1875 as the New Jerusalem Church or Swedenborgian (New Jerusalem) Chapel, which was for some years after its closure as a church 9in 1948 a second-hand furniture showroom, Bargain Centre & Removals but is now the ICF Church, and the red brick visible at the right of the picture has been painted cream.
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DOCK

Tuesday, April 10th, 2018

Currently showing at the HIP Gallery in Hull until May 18th is DOCK‘, showing St. Andrew’s Dock in Hull from its heyday as the heart of Hull’s thriving fishing industry through its decline into dereliction to how it stands now, as a sad wasteland.

The show was curated by Hull photographer Will Slater, who asked me to send a dozen of my pictures he had seen on my Hull web site, Still Occupied: A View of Hull, for it.

St Andrew’s Dock was built in the 1880s, opening in 1883. Though it had been designed for coal and general trade, from its opening it became the dock for what was then a fast growing fishing industry. It needed to be extended in 1895. There were plans for further expansion and modernisation in the 1930s, but these came to nothing.

In 1972, the neighbouring Albert and William Wright docks closed to commercial traffic and three years later in 1975 the fishing fleet moved to these, leaving behind St Andrew’s Dock, where the fish quay was in poor condition and the dock not suited to the modern large trawlers. But the Cod Wars soon put an end to Hull’s fishing industry, and later still what little fish there was being landed (mainly from Icelandic boats) in Hull moved to Grimsby.

My pictures in the show all come from 1981-1985, when most of the dock and its buildings were still there, some still in use as offices and workshops. It was only a short walk from them to the new home for the trawlers. Now relatively little remains, the main Lord Line building is there, but has been left open to vandalism, almost certainly deliberately, along with a couple of listed buildings and I two others when I photographed there last year.

There has been considerable controversy about the future of the site, with several proposals coming to nothing. The west of the site was years ago turned into the St Andrews Quay Retail Park, but the older part remains, the dock entrance closed and the dock silted up. It has become a popular subject for many taking pictures in Hull, and some of these by others including the curator form the third part of the show.

I was a little embarrassed by the state of some of the pictures I was asked to provide as the years haven’t dealt kindly with the negatives. Back in the 1980s too, technical standards perhaps weren’t so high as we seldom saw most pictures larger than 8×10 inches, while now they appear (in small sections) on my screen at perhaps 60 inches across from a full size scan – though prints at 300dpi will be a more sensible size. Fortunately it is now also possible to correct some – but not all – of the defects digitally.

I’ve yet to see the actual show, but hope to go before it closes. The pictures on this post are some of those that I sent and may not all be on display. For most of them it will be the first time they are seen in Hull, though I think a couple were in the 148 of my images shown at the Ferens Art Gallery in 1983.

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My London Diary : London Photos : Hull : River Lea/Lee Valley : London’s Industrial Heritage

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