The sky reached down to the northern shore ...

Sad warehouses were now spare edgy galleries - 

I read enigmatic graffiti - 

The Spurn Lightship was moored in the marina - 

Jazz bars offered absinthe and cool vibes - 

Delicate birds folded out of paper hung from a white ceiling - 

We walked towards The Minerva - 

Strange machines raised metal paws to heaven - 

Ancient currents still shaped the estuary -

The sky reached down to the northern shore - 

14.30

Tuesday 25 December 2017

Hull