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  • The Hulliday: Part Two

    The moment had finally arrived: buffet breakfast time. We went full-pelt. Cooked breakfast, Danish pastries, yogurts and raspberry compote, glasses of juice and two cups of tea. Our first error of the day was forgetting to bring our bags to breakfast with us, as we had grand plans to fill them with stolen pain au chocolat and […]

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  • The Hulliday: Part One

    I’ve been living ‘up north’ for over a decade now, and despite having covered a lot of ground in Greater Manchester and Yorkshire, I still hadn’t ticked Hull off my list. This was in part due to it winning the title of ‘Crappest Town’ in 2003 (which lingered in the back of my mind ever […]