In the 1980s the architect Quinlan Terry was a bogeyman to
much of his profession. Unbendingly traditionalist, he believed that the
classical orders were handed down by God. He saw nothing good in modern
architecture. He thought that the stainless steel exo-viscera of Richard
Rogers’s Lloyds building needed brick walls and a slate roof. His stance
also made him a pinup, in his three-piece suit and all, to those who thought
that new buildings should like just like old buildings. In the decade when
economics were handed down by Margaret Thatcher – for whom, indeed, Terry
designed interiors in No 10 Downing Street – and aesthetics by the Prince of
Wales, an era when radical finance felt the need to dress itself in the
trappings of old England, he was a man of his time.
Well, here we are again, in the reign of another she-Tory
and another time of patriotic nostalgia, of the promised return of dark
blue passports and a hoped-for relaunch of the royal yacht Britannia. Quinlan
Terry is still at it, designing, among other things, country houses in Dorset,
Ireland and Kentucky, but now there is also his son Francis, who last year
set up his own practice after nearly 20 years working alongside his father. He
is carrying out the same type of work as the older Terry – he has country
houses on the go in Wiltshire, Norfolk, Hampshire and Ireland, and a mixed-use
development in Twickenham – but he has also developed a new line of business,
developing counter-proposals, backed by local residents, to overweening
developers’ plans in places like Mount Pleasant and West Hampstead,
London.
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