Sarah and John Hi,
I lived most of my formative years in Hull. Long before they ripped the guts out of the city and made it was it is now.
I haven't been back in years; since before they built the shopping mall in the middle of the old Princes Dock.
When the bridge was still a pipe dream, when ferries ploughed their way across the Humber (and sometimes got stuck on the sandbar at low tide), when the buses and trolleybuses (!) were still run by the Corporation rather than Stagecoach.
Summer holidays in Hornsea or Withernsea by train no less! or as an extra special holiday in Goathland when it was still run by Britsh Railways...
When the smell of the Fish Docks and or Hull Brewery used to drift across the city it was always a good indication of rain to come...Hull was then the third biggest port in the UK instead of just a ferry terminal for North Sea Ferries!
House of Fraser (I think, was Binns and before that Hammonds)...
Happy days generally as I recall, but I was still at school in those days!
Strange to relate, many years later I had some dealings with BAe at Brough and Holme on Spalding Moor.
The East Riding is and always was a beautiful part of the country with some great people, but having come to live in Spain a couple of years ago I have no great desire to come back, especially under the present regime...
I can put up with the chilly evenings and nights; they only last for a couple of months then its back to t-shirt and shorts and 35-40C for the rest of the year!