At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
It's never dull ...
... in Hull. It was always a corny advertising slogan and not quite true all the time. And the attempt to rebrand the city as "the Barcelona of the North" was spectacularly doomed to failure. However, now the football club's success is doing what the marketing whizzes could not, it has got the national press writing that Hull actually isn't the dump of their imagination. As small cities go, it is a good place to live and work. It deserves better than the condescension that has been served up in the past. One day the media might realise that there is life outside London, but not as they know it; it is better.
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Hull is the new Liverpool, is what they told us. By us, I mean those of us hunkered dole-fiddling cheek by unemployed jowl, in the Mersey environs at the time they built that magnificent bridge over the Humber. And anyway we had our own bridge - The Runcorn-Widnes, and the Mersey Tunnel to boot. But we went and looked. We found a lonely bridge that was traffic free. It went from nowhere to nowhere. We felt self-conscious like intruding explorers in a strange unknown land. We wondered about the cost of the bridge. Was it worth it worth the lucre? Was it a luxury we couldn't afford? Or was it simply a white elephant? It faces to the east we were told. The rising sun. Rotterdam. The new future. Europe. And Liverpool? America? Forget that. That's the past. That's history, they said.
Went nowhere? How else would you get to Grimsby? We all want to go to ... oh, er ...
It's very busy these days mind.
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