Bradford - city of LURVE.... (or as Neil kept saying "We'll always have Bradford")
Anyway: we had a lovely day. I read Kristin Hersh's excellent memoir 'Paradoxical Undressing' (1) on the train journeys, and we had a fabulous time in Bradford itself.
We'll gloss over that they since seem to have elected a self-serving celeb to represent them in parliament.
This is Neil in the City Centre before the new City Pool was flooded (we wondered why the fountains seemed a bit weird...)
We had mainly gone for the Media Museum, which includes film photography, TV, animation, illusion and more - it's well worth a visit! lots to see and do, and the chance to go in a booth and watch any from a selection of a couple of thousand TV programmes! We didn't feel we could spare the time and wanted to look around the exhibits instead which include a history of television sets and a studio you can work cameras in!
We made it to 4.30pm before we bought any books: then we found the Wool Exchange branch of Waterstones. Hey ho...
What a great building!
We then, of course, had a curry. Well it is Bradford!
(1) also published as 'Rat Girl'.