That is what I really like about Hull, it isn’t just the architecture, the cobbly charm of the old town and the romantic street names, it’s that the place is so completely of itself-it’s a fascinating city, on the road to nowhere and at the end of the line-it’s isolated and self contained without being insular or unwelcoming. Alexei Sayle
Before we arrived in the city we stopped to find a good place to photograph the iconic Humber Bridge. By chance we took a wrong turn and found ourselves in the car park of the Humber Bridge Hotel. We could see the bridge but it wasn’t obvious how we could walk to it. As we wandered around the car park I spotted a small gap in the hedge with steps leading up to a walkway. At the top we had an uninterrupted view of the huge structure. We carried our gear for half a mile or so until we could get underneath the bridge and set up our tripods. Walkers stopped to chat and one couple couldn’t understand why we would want to visit Hull. “It’s no city of culture that’s for sure!” We smiled and carried on with our long exposures. On their way back they stopped again and said they both felt very guilty about their negative comments and instead told us about some of the nicer places to visit.
“Yes” said the waitress smiling.
“But I’m a vegetarian.”
“Yes you said,” replied the waitress.
“I don’t eat bacon!”
“Well you should have said if you wanted something removed,” said the waitress quite firmly.
“I am allergic to meat.”