Ambience, art speak and a view over the tracks

It came as a bit of a surprise to learn I used to live round the corner from Simon Evans. You know, the comedian. I don’t know about you, but I always assume celebrities live somewhere else – like on the moon. Why else did I never bump into him? He’s been brought down to earth by a government-appointed planning inspector which can’t be much fun. It seems Simon wasn’t allowed a driveway because the look of the place trumps being able to charge your car. Has the inspector walked down Denmark Villas recently? There’s enough Lycra on display to ruin the outlook of any conservation area.