Prose home movie . . . Soup said: They're finding loads of bodies in Gloucester on the news. And we watched a crowd and men with cameras outside a house with a sign that had been twisted into curlicues like by art or as it turned out by Fred West. It said, of course, 25 Cromwell. And you could see a man in overalls and wellies pushing a wheelbarrow and a JCB-like digger scooping soil. Then a man comes thru a gate. In his arms is a black box. And I said something but Soup went: Hush up. So my voice within went: Yeah, get the train with my camera, take photos of the sign, use for college.