So, the southern end of the area of Hull known as Anlaby Park didn't throw up many surprises. There were more schools than you could shake a stick at, eleven storey blocks of flats standing in large green space and an Angel.
We drove down a cul-de-sac and near the end two women were chatting. As we approached, a cat wandered into the narrow road and sat down in front of us. One woman shooed it away and we passed to the end, turned round and headed past the women again. It reappeared and sat in the road again. This time the woman had to walk up to the cat and shoo it again, telling Angel how daft it was.
If she had not been there Angel might have joined his namesakes.