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Every building, road and backwater is an exhibit that can be read, and none of it requires a ticket, a curator or official approval. Meades gives a bypass, a bungalow or a caravan park the same scrutiny usually given to a cathedral. This shows that sanctioned 'culture' is a small, arbitrarily fenced part of what is there to be seen.
Removing traffic from high streets is presented as returning streets to people. In practice it hands them to planners, who fill them with bollards, planters, themed paving and signage. The result is a supervised, placeless precinct where the friction and mixed use that made a street urban are gone, and pedestrians are managed like children in a playground.
The heritage industry and neo-vernacular pastiche freeze an idealised, tasteful version of history. This replaces the accumulated accidents that give real places character with a sentimental stage set. Heritage values the look of age over the evidence of how people actually lived and built.
Some mid-Victorian Anglican church architects, such as E.B. Lamb, S.S. Teulon and Bassett Keeling, broke Gothic Revival propriety with deliberately ugly, aggressive and eccentric compositions. Meades treats these 'rogues' as more alive and inventive than correct, archaeologically faithful Gothic. For him, transgression against received taste is a source of architectural vitality, not a failing.
Meades treats the Isle of Sheppey in the Thames estuary with full seriousness. For Meades, its unplanned, unprettified jumble is more truthful and more interesting than any conserved beauty spot. It stands as his test case that neglected places reward attention precisely because nobody has curated them.