Jules and Rates.
Me and Julian back in the day. Notting Hill carnival, London. Wandering somewhere between White City and the drum n bass stage on the corner of All Saints Road and Tavistock Rd. I remember seeing some guy lying on the banister by the steps of a terrace house casually reading Harry Potter as hundreds of thousands of people walked by. Jerk Chicken, Fosters and friends. Good times, good times.