I was born at 148A Hessle Road, above Nobby’s betting shop. The tree we all used to lark out in is still there but not the house. When they demolished it, they moved us to Humber Buildings and then to Orchard View. Me Mam’s still there. In that first flat we had one cold running […]

I am 36 years old and I am Lithuanian. I was born and grew up in Vilnius. The capital of Lithuania. I lost my parents when I was a teenager…. and it was a very heart breaking experience. I finished my studies and after a while I started traveling and looking for myself. I was […]

I moved here in 2015, it’s when I came out. Wow! Nearly ten years ago. How fast has that gone? I’m 68 now and reinventing myself. I am changing how I dress, I want to wear these type of clothes now, show my legs. It feels great and important. I have tattoos all over, the […]

My family are connected to the docks, for two reasons. My grandma was general trader with fruit business and my grandad sold horses to all the business that worked there. After the war there was a shortage of them so he imported them from France. They were used to move things on the dock for […]

Every Saturday my brother and I went to me Grandads on Anlaby Road to watch the Spaghetti Westerns. We were each given 10p each for the shop and we got five packets of Polos each and he used to shout “Don’t be long, make sure you’re back the Bang Bangs are on!” While we watched […]

I first went to sea three days after me 15th birthday. My step dad was a bag of shite and me Mam’s brother filled in me papers and so I went. My stepdad previously had me sent to a Pru School up in Castle Howard when I was 13 because they said they couldn’t control […]

My family are involved in fishing. My brother is a fisherman, he left school at 16 and went to sea. My sister’s husband’s dad owned a boat, it’s in the family the fishing I guess. Me granddad was a fisherman and my younger brother wants to go to fishing too. But it’s not for me. […]

I was born in Somalia, but grew up in a refugee camp in Kenya. It was terrible. I lived with mother and family in the camp. I left with my children in 2013, 11 years ago, through the British Government Get Away program. My children were 1 and 2 years old. I came only with […]

I was born in East Hull. During the war my family evacuated to Lincolnshire (1941), where I went to a rural school. When we came back to Hull we were like refugees and lived in temporary accommodation. My mum dogged the corporation for a council house, which after two years she achieved. We got a […]

I’d always had the feeling that something wasn’t quite right with the world, but growing up on East Hull in the 70s and 80s, I don’t think I really had the ways and means to put me finger on it. I’ve got memories of being drawn to nature, the unexplained and also I had an […]

I’m Hull born and bred. Me mam, Aina, came from Nigeria in the 1950’s. She met me Dad in the UK he was a truck driver also called Harry. Me son’s called Harry too! He always says I should write a book as I’ve got so many stories. I know about deaths, rescues, accidents, the […]

I was born in Germany and lived in Dusseldorf till I was 5 yrs old. We moved to Hull, although my father was born in Castleford. Hull was a busy town with lots of job opportunities mainly connected to the fishing industry and the busy ports. He got a job with Blundells on Charles Street, […]

As a working-class kid growing up in Hull’s bomb-damaged Old Town, I felt I had the “freedom of thestreets” to play where I wanted. When our seafaring Dad was home, my two older sisters and I nagged him to build us a boogie (a 4-wheeled cart that could be steered). I was about 4-years old […]

I was born in London in 1952 but we came to Hull in 1957 mainly because even then the house price was prohibitive for my parents with me and my twin brothers born in 1955….and Dad was a lorry driver. I had a pretty normal childhood, being very average in most things, but quite clever […]

Lots of people know me as Kathleen. But when someone visited me Mam when i was born they said “Oooh little Pearl and big Pearl” she said ”That’s not going to  happen!”  So from then on they called me my middle name. I was born on Liverpool Street – the smelly end! Sometimes the town […]

My dad drove lorries across the area. My mother Betty and her mother too were both Net braiders. Men would come round with more twine and collect finished work too. They had these little sample meshes to check the work against. Lots of women did these job alongside other jobs and family work. That’s why […]

I‘ve just turned 90! I was born on Gillet Street, me Dad was a trawler man and Mam a housewife. And given I’m one of 10 – I’ve got 3 sisters and 6 brothers – it’s no wonder! When me Dad died at 57, from cancer, it got even harder for her. We all helped […]

I’ve lived all over this area, currently I’m on Division Road – the street that leads to the Boneyard! I’m one of 6 kids, although there’s another 3 from my Mums first marriage. Mum left us when we were little and me Dad brought us up. They live all over Hull, but lots are in […]