Except, of course there is an except. The one word to start shouting at this point is gingko. Now I love a good gingko and have two of them in my garden. They are of course they are a deciduous conifer. Aha I can then retort, it is deciduous, not one of those flipping evergreen ones that sit there lumpy-like and pretty much unchanging all year.
Also in the acceptable range of conifers is the larch, specifically the japanese larch. I have one) of these planted in the driveway and again it is a deciduous conifer. At the very end of the drive is a large solid looking evergreen conifer. I do not know its name; it is lumpy-like and pretty much unchanging but it does house a couple of nesting wood pigeons each year so it does have a purpose. I would not have planted it, if it dies I would not cry, but it does not offend me enough that I want to remove it (yet).
I have, however, recently purchased three small conifers. This has been the result of a gradual turn about-face. I saw one that I liked and then I realised where they would look good, and, well, purchasing occurred.
I hereby annouce the presence of:


Let me also annouce:

and now the third and final annoucement:


Of course you will probably have guessed by now where these have all ended up...
