AS you read this, I am packing my bags and heading for an exciting Bank Holiday weekend away.
I’ll bet you will never guess where I’m going.
Paris, also known as La Ville-Lumière, city of light and lovers with its pavement cafes, Champs Elysees and the majestic Louvre? The happening city of Barcelona with its lively street performances in la Rambla and the Gothic quarter with its amazing architecture and tapas bars? Dublin for half a dozen oysters at the Shellbourne washed down with a few pints of Guinness straight from the Liffey?
No, no and nope. I’m off to Hull for two days.
This may not immediately spring to mind as a dream destination, but I’m determined to enjoy it. I’ll be accompanied by 20-odd venerable ladies from Crosland Heath Golf Club on their annual away weekend.
Hull is a city which has not enjoyed much luck over the centuries. Its main historical claim to fame is that the English Civil War started here in 1642 when entry was refused to King Charles 1.
It was bombed on more occasions than any other town or city in the UK in WWII and more recently has gained notoriety for having the worst GCSE rates in the country and among the highest teenage pregnancy rates in the country. They should have spent more time studying.
The weather forecast is for freezing overnight temperatures followed by grey clouds. But not even this can dampen my enthusiasm. If past weekends are anything to go by, it will be a blast. I hope your Bank Holiday weekend is too.