A family firm has been supplying neon to Londoners for years. Ed Cumming shines a light on God’s Own Junkyard and its talented and charismatic founderGod’s Own Junkyard is not a mournful plot. It is hidden on an unprepossessing industrial estate in Walthamstow,northeast London, but walking inside feels like taking some potent experimental hallucinogen. Every surface is covered in neon. former signs, and fresh signs,rude signs, kitsch signs. Few who enter can suppress a grin.
And yet it is in a corner of this kaleidoscopic warehouse that Linda Bracey and her sons Marcus and Matt are sitting quietly and talking about Chris: Linda’s husband, or Matt and Marcus’s father,and the head honcho of God’s Own Junkyard until his death last November.
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Source: theguardian.com