After a wonderful nights sleep in a massive bed promised by Lenny, we awoke to the sounds of Hull beeping and shouting through our window and a lot of wind and whistling. Rolling out of bed I started to plan my breakfast experience whilst sorting out my tights. I had dreamed about this moment for weeks and I wanted black pudding and egg to be a definite on my plate.
Over faced with choice we first sorted out the small gratis Marmite and Golden Syrups whilst waiting for the rotating toaster to finish. We have no photo evidence of Lenny's all you can eat breakfast for £8.99 as we ate it all for strength but it was worth it and the tea was miraculous, as were the hash browns.
Back to fix hairs and faces, our first destination of the day was to be The Ferens Art Gallery.
The weather was pretty awful with massive rain but on the way we saw these;
Inside The Ferens was lovely with very friendly ladies who greeted us and promised us that our brollies would be safe. We could take pictures but not of the contemporary art which was a shame as it had some good stuff, but them's the rules.
Emma Sandys- La Belle Jaune Giroflee 1870.
I loved this painting and even sat down to look at it.
Malcolm Drummond, Interior of a Cinema 1913/14.
Barbara Hepworth, Icon II, 1960
Bik van der Pol, Unititled (Gold) 2009.
Eileen Agar, The Archer 1967.
After returning back to collect our brollies, mid morning elevenses were due. We said goodbye to everyone and went to get tea and cake where more lovely people served us to the tune of a pneumatic drill. I was feeling like Hull was a big Granddad in a warm cardigan telling and showing us things from the olden days.
Once fed we saw activity such as this;
Poppies-Weeping Window. Read about them HERE.
Onward into The Maritime Museum with even more lovely people who welcomed us and minded our brollies. I was liking all of this very much.
The Maritime Museum was once the old dock offices and it was very grand inside. There was strong emphasis on whaling and trawling, which was very interesting and I saw probably my most favourite thing I have ever encountered;
I don't believe that it is, not with them teeth.
We met lots of new friends in the cabinets and saw a lot of bones and scrimshaw.
The story of Truelove was really interesting and you can read more about it HERE.
I didn't like that she was by herself in the corner, so I said hello and touched her hair.
I liked how he looked perplexed.
Moving further on we came across a tapestry room which was very nice with quilts made by Cathy Corbishley Michel who has printed onto fabric images of Captain Cook. They were really good and vibrant and they made me want to make one. There's more about them HERE.
Little woolly head man and sea treasures.
Jolly Jack who sounded like he needed a cough sweet.
Some postcards from the gift shop- staple purchases.
After finding a penny for luck our next stop was to visit the park and the William Mitchell sculpture for the mural list cross off.
This is called 'Angst with Trolley' I have realised also at almost 35 years old that I need to probably pack the wearing of pumps in. You don't see it until it's in front of your face.
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