Hidden Marketing

I woke up this morning with a bit of hangover having over indulged by doubling up on wine and Cava. Not my best idea as the amount of alcohol it takes to give me a hangover has vastly reduced the older I've got.
So to start the day I needed a strong coffee and a quiet read of yesterday's papers before heading out on an early run to clear the last vestiges of my completely self inflicted throbbing head.
We then later ventured into town to supposedly attend a local Festival Of The Dead at Lockmeadow and capture some images as there was promising to be plenty of colour, costumes and street food stalls but weirdly there was no sight or sound of it whatsoever. We'd attended a Thailand Festival on the same site a few weeks ago and assumed it would be in the same space - there was even a hoarding confirming it as taking place today but it was nowhere to be found. Very odd!
Somewhat disheartened we continued walking around the site itself and came across Maidstone Market, which appeared to be in much reduced circumstances to what I remembered as a kid when we went there with my mum and it felt almost like a separate little town with 'streets' of stalls and its own cafe (mind you this must have been over forty years ago so quite possibly a case of rose tinted memory). It now resides in a covered car park under a nearby leisure centre and feels like a shadow of its former self - with much fewer traders who already appeared to be packing up when we arrived even though it was barely past lunchtime.
We were just about to leave when I turned around and came across the really rather wonderful mural, hidden in a dark corner, which you can see in my image. As I was taking my shots a woman approached me and asked why I was standing behind a pillar (I was trying to get an 'arty' shot past a blue concrete pillar towards the mural, which I haven't reproduced here because it was rubbish) to take a photograph. I just explained I was attempting different angles to get an image I was happy with and we both agreed that the mural was fabulous and utterly wasted in its dingy location.