End of an era.
Two incarnations later, it's on the same spot.
Wig out at a psychedelic folk party.
Messing about on the canal.
Anarchy: welcome.
Including the pub that had its top floor lopped off.
Typical wry wit.
A playfully surreal show.
This is serious stuff.
If we could give six stars we would.
Lots of soft edges around that brutalism.
Some of the answers are rather surprising.
A totem for the city.
Tasteful homages or cheap rip-offs?
An horrific accident involving three trains.
The story of John Richard Archer.
A ghost for every tube stop.
A silent killer.
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