I have been thinking about Piccadilly Arcade, trying to remember Ian Nairn’s description of it:  ‘It is one of those weird places which has one element to a much bigger scale than anything else.   Here it is the curved glass windows…They ripple down the slope from Piccadilly like the sides of a Greek temple all done in glass’.   I walk up it most mornings and like and admire its sweep and swagger from Budd in the north to New & Lingwood guarding the gates to Jermyn Street: