I’ve written before about the British refusal to adapt daily life to our famously capricious weather patterns, but it seems this might just be a modern failing. Check out the concept rendering for almost any new building and you’re practically guaranteed to see it bathed in stark sunlight under ocean-blue skies, while a scattering of slim and happy citizens stroll, in shirt sleeves, from one piece of open air street furniture to another. I’m beginning to suspect that all architects work out of one huge office in California.
Luckily, the Georgians were more practical in their outlook. Despite their cast iron constitutions, it seems they had no desire to trudge up and down in the pouring rain when they didn’t have to, and so they invented the shopping arcade.