I am not the type normally to take photographs out of the windows of aeroplanes – not least because I could never match the maestro of the genre, Scott Mead, who has an exhibition of his from all over the world at Hamilton’s Gallery.   But this morning I happened to look out of the window as we were flying over Anglesey and there it was so perfectly laid out, so miniaturistically and so complete, that I could hardly resist snapping it:-