"It's never dull in Hull", proclaimed cheerleading outfits in the window of Hull's Tourist Information Centre, and inside the shop, beermats agreed with this and t-shirts told of "One Hull of a night".
I was visiting Hull for a second time and found my fascination with cream telephone boxes had strangely decreased.
The first stop on my visit was The Land of Green Ginger, a well-known street that is home to England's smallest window.
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After that, we visited the Ferens Art Gallery and looked at paintings of boats and then the Maritime Museum, which mostly contained rather disturbing artefacts and depictions of whaling.
The Streetlife museum was a little more jolly and I took photos of cream phone boxes and trams, unicorn sleighs and ancient vending machines.
We wandered through the Hull and East Riding Museum, looking for slaves, until we realised we were in the wrong museum for that.
That night we visited the Adelphi Club and watched some bands. The Adelphi is an unusual club, since one of its bars is the front of the bus, and signs on the wall (by Bill Drummond) claim that "Hull is twinned with your darkest thought."
Friday saw us exploring the streets of Hull and finding many of the interesting-looking trees that are carved with unicorns, dragons, fairies, owls, cats, puffins, toadstools and mermaids.
More photos on Flickr: Kingston-Upon-Hull.