Of course, I’ve been to Launceston Place before – the street, not the restaurant – but since I go to west London less often now, I was struck by the quality of the housing and indeed the whole sense of a privileged and protected urban environment: no architect named, not, I think, in one of the big estates, just well considered housing stock, which even thirty years ago, seemed not totally unimaginable as it is now:-

I was pleased to read Rowan Moore’s piece in yesterday’s Observer comparing and contrasting the experience – and the economies – of London and Paris.

I notice that whenever an issue of a new high rise comes up, as in the current argument in favour of a skyscraper placed on top of Liverpool Street Station, the City authorities always frame the argument as one between those in favour of economic and financial growth and the stick-in-the-mud conservationists. But I actually spend quite a lot of time bicycling through and round the City and there is an increasing sense of deadness to it: empty on Mondays and Fridays, few decent shops, restaurants closing; and meanwhile, more and more colossal holes in the street fabric, while ever higher buildings damage all sense of residual character and community. The moment you get into Farringdon or Shoreditch or Brick Lane, the atmosphere is completely different.

The hedge funders moved out long ago. They wanted somewhere decent for lunch and the Wolseley is more enjoyable than Sweetings.

So, which of these urban environments will win out in the end ? I would put my money on Paris: more sustainable, more interesting and increasingly attractive to financial institutions and investors post-Brexit. The City is wearing a blind-fold to what it has done, and is doing, to itself.

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2023/jun/11/what-low-rise-paris-can-teach-london-about-quality-of-life?CMP=Share_AndroidApp_Other

I was tipped off that the café of the soon-to-reopen Ragged School Museum is already open for business, so had my lunch there: somewhere to sit and eat quiche and vegan cheesecake in the sun next to the canal (the boat is nothing to do with the museum):-

I was invited to see Malverleys Garden, a recently constructed, but apparently mature garden in the countryside south of Newbury. The house is Victorian and the original owners must have had an interest in rare species of trees, which is partly what gives the garden an impression of maturity.

In front of the house is a big herbaceous border:-

Then the rest of the garden has been laid out as a series of discreet ‘rooms’ by Mat Reese, the head gardener, the planting based on Great Dixter, but it reminded me more of Hidcote.

The east border (I think):-

The water garden, called The Cool Garden:-

The Stumpery:-

The Hot Garden:-

The Cloister Garden:-

Then, the Topiary Meadow:-

Through to the White Garden (it gets better and better):-

The walled garden is bisected by a laburnum arch:-

Then, it was time for lunch !

Their garden centre opens tomorrow, plus a very luxurious place for lunch, not far from London and the M4, all so beautifully detailed and well cared for. Open sometimes for the National Gardens Scheme.

It seems a long time since we were able to have lunch in the garden, one of the reasons I feel faintly nostalgic for lockdown:-