Despite its reputation as the ‘worst place to live’, I found myself pleasantly surprised by the East Yorkshire city of Hull. As I strolled through the bustling streets under the warm sun, cooled by a gentle breeze, I was glad I’d made the journey.

The sight of pride flags fluttering on numerous buildings added to the charm. The streets were alive with conversation, but it wasn’t until I heard the popping of prosecco bottles that I realised why the area was so busy. Graduates in their gowns and hats filled every pub, restaurant, and street corner. 

Memories of my own graduation brought a smile to my face, quickly replaced by the realisation that finding a quiet place to eat would be a challenge. Luckily, just before reaching the marina, I stumbled upon Furley and Co., which had available tables inside.

One glance at their menu and I knew I had to try the steak sarnie. Served in toasted ciabatta with garlic butter, caramelised onions, melted cheddar and mozzarella cheese, it was accompanied by house slaw and garlic and rosemary potato wedges.

It was the brunch of my dreams, minus the onions, which I requested to be left out. For a mere £18.50, including a drink, it was well worth it. The portion size was just right and it was easy to eat without making a mess!

After polishing off my meal, I decided to explore a bit more. I strolled down to the marina, where ongoing construction somewhat disrupted the tranquillity.

There, I discovered a number of hidden gems – cafes, restaurants and other businesses that you wouldn’t expect to find unless you ventured past the works.

Further along, I stumbled upon an ice cream parlour named ‘Tasty’ and opted for a ‘Mr Whippy’ ice cream with a flake. To my surprise, I was charged 50p for it – usually, it’s customary to ask and it’s a topping that comes free of charge. Nevertheless, I paid up because it just isn’t the same without syrup!

Contentedly perched on a bench by the marina, adjacent to the aquarium, I gazed out at the sea and pondered how Hull seemed rather pleasant. Could it really be such a terrible place to live?

Granted, the construction isn’t the most appealing sight, but it’s always temporary and often aimed at enhancing the area’s aesthetics in the long run, even if it appears unsightly at present.

After a period of relaxation, I had just enough time to delve deeper into the city. And I’m glad I did.

I discovered several art galleries and museums that evoked memories of London’s Trafalgar Square, yet it was impressively clean and tidy. It was devoid of any graffiti and evidently well-maintained.

I would have loved to have ventured into the museums, art galleries and numerous shopping centres but it was time to head back and catch the train home. However, I can say for certain that I would love to return and explore things that I missed on my stroll, as there are many secrets Hull holds and go into all of the shops hidden away.

There is a lot of good in Hull, although it is granted that I probably did not venture into the ‘rough parts’, I think it is a place that is misunderstood and trying to revive itself. I cannot wait to return.