So just what was that Matt Crawford up to in Midsummer Meadow?
For the benefit of the one or two of you who are not Archers fans, a villain of a property developer straight out of central casting (sleazy accent, lap-dancing clubber) was about to buy some meadow land from the saintly David and Ruth (Archer, natch), ostensibly for the use of his lady wife’s horses.
It was soon suspected that Crawford was, while offering to pay agricultural prices, hoping to employ a planning loophole and get permission for some country house designed by a fashionable architect with the right connections. When the upright David Archer suggested a clause giving him a share of any windfall development game, the nasty developer made an excuse and backed off. But this correspondent has her suspicions that Mr Crawford may have been even more devious, planning to do something that is the 2003 answer to the timeshare sales of the 1990s.
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