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Mr B

Three months ago I bought a few print credits which were on offer at Photobox, with the insanely optimistic expectation of requiring one or maybe even two prints when some recent images submitted to an open event were accepted.

As it turned out there was obviously some terrible mix up during the selection process and as a result no prints of mine were required.  These things happen.  So instead, and with just a couple of days till those credits expire I had to think of something to use them for... and resorted to images from, long, long ago and far, far away - gigs  The digital noise is immense, as was the volume at times.  Lots of memories of shabby venues, a diverse mix of promoters who perservered putting on unsigned (often astonishingly talented) teenage bands until bankruptcy shut them down - and Mr B; who set up the local music scene website and who gave endless encouragement to one and all (me included) and who made being part of it all seem so worthwhile.