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What is living in London like? Hell. Here’s proof, beyond all doubt, that renting in London is a nightmare.
Where is it? Archway, and from the map it is actually so “in Archway” that I’m pretty sure it’s built on top of the station. I, too, love to sleep on the top bunk of a bed that rumbles atop a near constant bombardment of trains and commuters.
What is there to do locally? Every time I’ve been to Archway it’s either to go to a not-even-shite-in-a-fun-way Old Man Pub to watch a disappointing Arsenal draw; been deposited there because my bus has terminated early and I have to wait at that big grey roundabout, slashed constantly with spiky drizzle, waiting for the next heaving 43 to amble up the hill; watched a violent scene unfold silently through the fluorescent-backed windows of the nearby McDonald’s; or watched blood seep dreadfully out of the back of an ambulance as it races to the nearby hospital. I’ve never been to Archway and thought, ‘Ah, yes: I feel a real and genuine sense of peace here.’ I’ve only been to Archway and thought, ‘This is how your nervous system will feel in the last five seconds before you die.’
Alright, how much are they asking? £955 p.c.m.
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