Coming from Harlow, this song brings to mind the houses created here after the war.

"All made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same"

Of course the designer Sir Freddie Gibberd didn't live in one himself. His was a big house away from the plebs.

No disrespect to his widow or Harlow, but after the success of Letchworth a generation or two before, where space was important, we're all boxed in. On top of this the council want to concete over our precious greenspaces for Stanstead airport expansion.