Even in the City of London, a solitary greasy spoon survives, across the road from the Broadgate complex with its skating and sushi, premium lager and million pound bonuses, the "Copper Grill" in Eldon Street, EC2.

It was there when I started work in the City in the 60s, I think it may have had a makeover once or twice during the ensuing years, but the menu is still the same, cholesterol, sugar, carbohydrate and industrial-strength coffee and all.

Whenever I sing Paxton's "Victoria Dines Alone", in my mind's eye is an image of the "Copper Grill".

If it isn't Grade I listed for preservation, it ought to be!