It is like a gleam in the clouds, or a flash of ship seen from a desert island.
Or an inscrutable structure left behind by a lost civilisation in some post-holocaust sci-fi movie, to be wondered at by grunting, uncomprehending survivors. It shines, it sparkles, it has decadent curves.
So, at least, it seems; 10 Hills Place is actually a small office building in a stubby inlet off Oxford Street, in fact an extension to a refurbished historic building that faces the main drag...