The boat comes in on Thursday...

Afternoon taking in the spring rays around and about Hull's Marina. The trip included a pint outside the Holiday Inn, where we drank and pretended we were lovely and warm as a cold breeze breezed through. Finn, 2yrs and 4 months, enjoyed looking at the various seafaring vessels. So much so that he demanded that his Nana purchase one. "That one, that one. Blue!" he went on. Time is of the essence for Finn, who wants the vessel by "Thursday! Thursday!" Either that or he was eyeing up my Becks Vier and telling me he was thirsty. No, it must have been Thursday.

Clocking off...

We walked past the Hull Guildhall at ten minutes to three this afternoon and glanced upwards. We're used to Hull City Council trying to pull a fast one so it didn't come as too much of a surprise to see that they'd put the clock forward quite a few hours before they should have. The city's clock-winding celebrity David Stipetic must have been after an early night to compensate for his lost 60 minutes.