Deep blushes of embarrassment, especially over soulless high-rise blocks during the “Brutalist” period of the 1950s and 60s, should now move on to sprawling lookalike estates and a myriad of other ugly urban excesses spreading insidiously across Skipper’s native patch. I am fortunate to find examples of his elegance and style on my Cromer doorstep. St Mary’s House, which until recently saw service as local health authority offices, stands proudly at the busy end of the road where we installed our family seat 33 years ago. Just over the way in Vicarage Road, I can stand and admire St Benet’s, a Grade II listed building, and others bearing his attractive stamp. A gentle stroll in and around town reveals plenty more evidence of Skipper’s talents, including Halsey House, now a British Legion care home, Cromer Town Hall and the Hotel de Paris, lording it over pier and promenade since the 1890s.