Here I am in Hull. It is sunny, a little cloudy, and a biting wind is roaring from the mighty Humber. The city centre streets are crowded, and I am constantly dodging past elderly stereotypical examples of the Yorkshireman, or teenage girls pushing prams. In the old town, I am slightly awed by the fact that these cobbled streets and busy markets featured prominently in the lives of my father, grandfather, great-grandfather and great-great grandfather, who was also called David. He was a popular character in the marketplace back in the mid-1800s. Not far away from The Land of Green Ginger we stumble across Robinson Row, and I wonder...Is there a song in this?
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