Hull. Bloody Hull.
The only thoughts of its inhabitants? Escape. Escape from the fished-out, bombed-out, flatlands that have somehow defeated sucessive waves of regeneration and high-minded cultural festivals. Will they make it past Brough, or will their flight from dystopia take the form of a slab of Carling shoved into a pram? Ladies and gentlemen, tune into The Humber Games to find out.