Surveyed
Chris Bracey — third-generation signmaker, the Neon Man, who lit Soho's strip fronts from the 1970s and lent his glow to films from Eyes Wide Shut to Captain America — piled a lifetime's salvage into a Walthamstow industrial unit and called it God's Own Junkyard. He died in 2014 and his sons keep it burning, Marcus at the front of the operation, with the Rolling Scones café-bar serving tea and beer in the middle of one of Europe's largest collections of vintage neon. Open weekends only, glowing until ten on Friday and Saturday nights, and photographed more than most national museums — a family archive that happens to be switched on.