Its Never Dull In Hull

Yesterday was a beautiful day. Probably one of the best of the summer, even though its not summer any more, or maybe because of it. Anyway, ages ago Julie, Andrew and I agreed we'd go for a day out to Hull, where I went to University but couldn't manage it because of all of our busy schedules (we are so cosmopolitan) until yesterday, and to be honest I was thinking that the weather would be rubbish in september, but to my delight it was just great, and Hull was just great too. They graciously helped me re-live some of my memories, which involved me dragging them around the city and a few places where I lived. It was so weird to be back, and what made it weirdest of all was the fact that it didn't seem strange to be back at all (is that a contradiction?). I lived there for 5 years and I think I expected to feel something, some kind of emotion, but apart from being excited about showing them the sights, I didn't really feel anything, which I kinda think was good. I was very impressed with how the city has changed and is obviously making an effort to regenerate itself and doing a good job. Another thing I really enjoyed was how there were gaps in my memory and parts of town that I'd completely forgotten about, until I saw them again, and then the memories came back - dunno why that was such a good feeling, but it was.

the sun, bursting forth over my windscreen

me and Andrew at the McD's where I worked like an idiot

a cute street avec wheelie bin

the largest parish church in britain (i had no idea)

a blue man

cuckoo for coffee

Jules and Andrew have a moment at the majesty of the Humber bridge

detail of humber bridge with sunburst

the majesty of the humber bridge