"We remained reasonably good friends until I was about to be called up to the army. I remember Basil Spence was then president of the RIBA. He said to me: 'The army will do you a load of good.' And I thought, 'You cunt,' and I never spoke to him again."
“It’s trademark stood beside the gates, a Chinese teapot three storey high built entirely from green bricks. During the Sino-Japanese war of 1937 it had been holed by shell-fire and now resembled a puncture globe of the earth. Thousands of the brick had migrated across the surrounding fields to the villages beside the works canal, incorporated in the huts and dwellings a vision of a magical rural China.’
‘Drifting through Wapping, copying inscriptions on gravestones removed from their original setting, I heard a commotion of marmosets in Scandrett Street."
"The general public has long been divided into two parts; those who think that science can do anything and those who are afraid it will."