| Congrats to JB on his latest
assignment for the local government agencies of the UK, boozing it up in
the City |
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| David takes Brixton-at-night in
his stride |
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| Brixton to Camden |
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| Tate Modern exhibit |
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| Spot the cameraman |
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| A plastic lobster on a telephone.
Dali, Eugenius! |
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| This ain't no Deadhead shop |
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| The much missed, much blissed DR
Davis |
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| Variety is the spice of life... |
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| JB's favourite noodlebar |
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| Gearing up for Kraftwerk |
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| Indiana Jones-esque ghoulish
apparations on the giant screen |
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| We are the robots. No, you're the
robots. Either way, top gig at the Brixton Acacdemy |
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| Ugly ol' Shiv |
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| Beautified by the camera |
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| Chris Warford to JB, as Robbie is to
Davis |
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| The Syd James laugh |
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