What future is there for the British village?
From our UK edition
With Carlsberg closing down its British cask ale breweries and the sturdy, smelly black labrador yielding to the effete and fragrant cockapoo, there may be some truth in the recent inflammatory suggestion that a warm pint with a pet in a village pub is the deranged delusion of entitled Tory scum looking back yearningly to a Golden Age. Just in time with a bracing corrective comes Simon Jenkins, our most trenchant spokesman for heritage. His latest subject is the village. But this is not a history of vernacular architecture in the manner of Ronald Brunskill, nor a learned study of building materials, because here Alec Clifton-Taylor cannot be surpassed.
