Righty ho... there's a soundtrack, or in fact just one...null-look

 Indeed if i were a real photojournalist, all of it - from 

Don's people seeing their last ever sight, to his

Mad Day Out 

 is irrelevant.

Other than the null

Seen on maybe four of five

through mine own minds eye; who knows if universal

What i see, seen by others too.

All i know to get to the perfect stealthy null-place parkup;

walk up. Re-energise.

And ponder or rather wait, until the muse could be bothered to attempt to 

get it, especially that 'class' thing. Down here, and now.

As nobody else dare.