I had been to Kingston-upon-Hull a couple of times in my life but a friend had suggested it as a destination in view of my daughter’s interest in buildings. I’d not been aware that there remained any of the Old Town from the days when the city had held more prominence. So, this in itself was an education for me.
If you’d like to know about the city’s history you can find out here. Suffice to say in this blog post, we only saw the smallest glimpse of this history, in part because I’d managed to get exceedingly cheap train tickets and we were on a time limit.
Notwithstanding, we found the old part of the city and were dismayed that it was crumbling away – literally.
Part of the rationale for walking round the Old Town was to find a suitable venue for lunch. I wanted to support the economy in this area and felt saddened by the limited choices available to us. That is, we found a fair number of pubs and cafés but the menus gave us a choice of burgers – or burgers.
Finally, we found a pub which looked more upmarket, with a clientele that I didn’t think we would leer at my daughter in her fashionably under-dressed state. The burgers were called something else and weren’t all of the meat variety.
After a leisurely lunch, we then spent the rest of the time trying to locate a shop selling shoes my daughter would wear to school. In the end, this required an Ecosia search for Clark’s, which stocked a more durable version of the shoes she’d got elsewhere last Christmas. I hope they will be more durable.
To cap it all, I was so pleased to see water on the train heading out of the city. Thus, we have the River Humber.