Commercial tenants of the calibre of Tom Conran, Paul Smith, Agnès B, Dinny Hall, Lulu Guinness and Ralph Lauren do not simply turn up and revive an area overnight. Top-quality brands like these must be attracted in the first place and the Notting Hill Gate of yesteryear would not have been an obvious destination. Less than a decade ago, Notting Hill Gate was still an area better known for race riots, drug-dealing, Rachmanesque extortion, tired trade-only antique shops and horrible Sixties concrete developments. Indeed, after a succession of explosive, crime-ridden carnivals, Notting Hill Gate had as much hope of achieving premier-league fashion-mecca status as Bolton Wanderers had of winning the Uefa Cup. And yet, within a period of 10 years, rundown stretches of Westbourne Grove and Ledbury Road have blossomed into a shopper's and gourmet's paradise. The sad old slapper that was Notting Hill Gate has undergone a radical face-lift. Thanks to a series of simple and focused initiatives, NHIG has set in motion a programme of urban regeneration. "And to think," says Scott wistfully, "that it all began with lavatories."