|Hull Old Town|
I did not meet anyone I knew, but I soaked up plenty of culture and sunshine.
|"Get out your phones and Instagram this!"|
So much about the city is unchanged: Hepworth's Arcade is still home to Fanthorpe's hifi shop and Dinsdale's Carnival Novelties shop, where you can buy a rainbow crocheted willy warmer.
(I did not.)
The place is absolutely buzzing with life and excitement and energy.
|Chips from Bob Carver's, because I can :)|
This City of Culture thing is REAL.
Walking down by the docks in blazing sunshine it was like being in the South of France.
And even in the rougher parts of the city, the regeneration is making a difference to the lives of ordinary people.
I wandered for miles.
I sat in the park and in cafes and on benches in the street, just being there.
|The English Muse, Newland Avenue|
It felt like freedom.
I bought a handmade vintage dress in the Dove House Hospice charity shop that could have been made for me.
I wore it to the soiree and a complete stranger told me it was gorgeous.
|Airbnb studio on Bowlalley Lane, Hull|
I stood next to a loudspeaker and let the music from Viking Radio vibrate through my bones and watched the runners, with tears in my eyes.
For old times and new beginnings and the past and the future and all the things.
|Entrance to Exchange Alley|