Architectural historians tend to see Brockhampton as a work of original, cerebral genius. They admire its boldness and daring: ‘the architecture of adventure’ in Lethaby’s own phrase. Pevsner wrote about it wonderingly in ‘Lethaby’s Last’, Architectural Review 130, 1961, pp 354-7. But it is a rather strange church. Though fun-loving and welcoming externally, with its smorgasbord of fenestration, once one goes inside, it seems to express something which is not especially religious, let alone Christian. It is idiosyncratic to an almost excessive degree.