Deep Fried in Gleadless
I've written a lot about the Sheffield trip, the results of which should hopefully be up in a week or two pending some editorial decisions - but I did spend two days in the company of architectural media polymath The Sesquipedalist, in which time we visited Gleadless Valley, an Alton-style English Modernist-Picturesque estate in the south of the city. It's a place every bit as astonishing as Park Hill, and was planned by J.L Womersley at around the same time; the suburban counterpart to Park Hill/Hyde Park's ultramodern urbanity, using similar ideas - the use of the hilly landscape, access from the street, a breathtaking sense of scale - to milder, more placid effect. The whole walk is written up here, along with some very pertinent observations on the essential inadequacy of architecture - if even something as tremendous as this is considered a sink estate (note how here the picture has been taken from possibly the only angle that would not make the estate look beautiful), then we have to reverse Corbusier's choice between architecture and revolution. Incidentally, there is of course a Pulp connection - violinist, antiques dealer and former flying picket Russell Senior comes from Gleadless, which implies the environment produced at least one great modernist stylist.