I have been meaning to take a photograph of New Zealand House gleaming across the lake in St. James’s Park and this morning I remembered.   It looks like a rather alien spaceship hiding behind Carlton House Terrace, as indeed it was when it landed in central London in the early 1960s.   I remember being bemused that Ian Nairn was so enthusiastic about it –  ‘full of small virtues, of the accommodating kind for which one will willingly forgo a grand gesture’.   But, unlike Nairn, I have never seen the view from the roof:-