Two men, stripped to the waist, rehearsing an ‘urban dance’ routine on the bandstand. A few passers by stop to take in the impromptu performance in the spring sunshine. A venue long bereft of a (brass) band, or perhaps any music up to this point, now relaunched as an unofficial platform for the local arts. The formality of shirts and jackets, deckchairs and tea dispensed with in a brave new world of DIY culture as an antidote to austerity and authority.