Today, I feel like a stranger in Nottingham. It’s hockley hustle, a wristbanded music event taking over the hipster end of Nottingham City. A whole host of venues have truly come alive this Sunday and me and the photographer boyfriend are investigating the life behind all the doors we’ve walked past but never actually gone in. Currently we have found our way into Filthy’s as the programme said something along the lines of… german rave forest, and it sounded too interesting to miss. Waiting for the next act to start, this buzz of people tells me Nottingham has so much more than I ever perceived previously… watch this space.