Here’s the fictional MI5 building used in the TV show Spooks.
It is, but from that position you could have been referring to the building either side of the roundabout (the one to the right is Ofgem).
AKA the Grand Lodge, HQ of the Freemasons in the UK.
Shut up,** Capt. Ridley’s Shooting Party**! Whereabouts? My dad and my mum and my brother are all on it (in his garden, cutting my hedge and through the living room window, respectively). I’m excessively proud, if a little creeped out. I half expect to next open Google Maps and just see a massive 360° panorama of my own face.
Awesome! I’m counting on all you British and Northern Irish members to suggest places to “see”.
Of course, it hardly seems necessary for me to have asked…
I was there - Lizard Point - a couple of days ago. I had a mighty fine crab sandwich and a glass of local cider, a little bit up the road in Lizard, in The Witch Ball pub. It’s a 15th century building with very low ceilings. It was warm enough to sit outside.
Just a few miles north of Lizard Point is one of the prettiest villages in the UK: Helford.
Someone how I managed to miss the google car when it drove passed me. But there I am, walking down my street!
I love all these suggestions. I am virtually sight-seeing like a madwoman. Passport arrangements come next. 
I think I have fallen in love with Cornwall.
I see that there have been some moaners on a couple of UK message boards (probably stoked up by the tabloid press) about “privacy matters” over Google Streetview. These people’s main concern is about the threat of burglary to their houses. They have got it into their heads that buglers will scour Streetview looking for potential targets before they launch forth to commit these crimes.
Of course the vast majority of house break-ins are just opportunism, with the thieves walking down the street on the look out for open windows and unlocked doors. There is no criminal mastermind with a bank of computer monitors directing his minions to potential targets. Petty thieves just don’t work that way.
And I keep jumping to Wikipedia to read more, about cows and the story of Milton Keynes (fascinating!) and giant hedges.
If you like swans and Cornwall, you need to go to Swanpool.
If you swivel round, you’ll see the titular swan pool, so named because swans nest there. It’s not uncommon for the traffic to get held up as the swans tramp across the road from pool to sea (though, sadly, not when the Google man was there). At the top of the beach there’s a very good cafe/restaurant called Three Mackerel.
Another great beach, next to Swanpool, is Gyllyngvase, which has another very good bistro/cafe/ restaurant on the beach.
You see the houses at the far end of the beach on the left? That’s where I want to live. We were outbid on one of them last autumn. Very sad.
Very nice! I would love to live there. I understand your sadness.
The weather looks so lovely–they really timed the project well, eh?
If you go to the road that the houses are in - Queen Mary Road - the weather is much better than the link for Gyllyngvase. Cornwall - at least, some parts of it - is very wonderful. The crinkly edges are magical. A lot of the centre spine can be quite bleak. But there is nowhere else that I would rather be.
Another person who thinks Cornwall is an awesome, awesome place. If you want to see teh pretty then check out Truro.
Is there any information on the street view project itself? I’m interested to know a bit more, like how many people it took, how long etc.
I’d like to visit the memorial to one of Cornwall’s bravest sons, Rick Rescorla.
What good taste you have. 
One of the best bits, which can’t be viewed with Street View, obviously, but can with Google Earth, is if you go by river from the Malpas area of Truro, down the Truro River, River Fal and Carrick Roads (which, despite the name is actually the estuary) to Falmouth - or vice versa. You can only get all the way to Truro at high tide. The journey is magical, and if you’re in the area, highly recommended.
Yes - I’d like to know more about this, too.
Cool!
In related news, you can now noodle around Inuvik, in the Northwest Territories, which is the furthest north Street Vew goes at all (I think).
Across the field, their gravestone, it’s one of the ones visible by the church.
eta seriously freaked, especially about the gravestone seeing as I am viewing it all from Australia
I’ve found a few places the cars didn’t go.
Yesterday, I tried to revisit my old university in Lancaster, but roads going up to it must be private; the best I could do was wander up and down the M6 or the A6 on the other side.
When I was showing someone the house I stayed in along the waterfront on the Parade at Llandudno, I also found that you can’t go up on Marine Dr., the road that runs right by the sea around the foot of the Great Orme (that’s the big lump of rock straight ahead).
At Jane Austen’s house at Chawton, you can’t go up the other end of the Winchester Rd. If you go up that road in real life, you go past about 6 thatched-roof cottages and end up at the churchyard where Austen’s mother and sister are buried. That yellow building across the street from Austen’s house is a tea shop called Cassandra’s cup, named after Jane’s sister.
But I was impressed by how much I could get around in Rye–all around the Church Square, past Lamb House (home of Henry James, E.F. Benson, and under the name of “Mallards,” Miss Mapp), and up and down the cobbled streets. It’s almost like being back there again.
Woohoo - here’s my house (all 9foot-wide of it)…