Brutalism for me is punk rock, ignoring what went before and completely disregarding nature to forge a new future that shouts fuck you and I don’t care long before those words left Mr Lydon’s mealy mouth.

Buildings that are our homes, backdrops and punctuate our lives, loved or hated, they exist and beyond your prejudice, we find their beauty and function beyond demographic fictions of the future. New forms were created and invented because that’s what art does, T. S. Eliot once said “Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different.’’ And that’s what Brutalism is, something different