I was born in a victorian workmans terrace house in south London.
3 beds, no garden, scullery for washing in, outside toilet. (think worse than coronation street).
In 1958 dad was offered the house for 500 quid because the street of 52 houses were on the condemned list. dad refused because as he said "if i buy it I have to do the maintenance myself".
A few years later the street was taken off the condemned list because the total area wasnt big enough to build a block of flats on.
After dad died mum became a protected tenant untill she couldnt live there any more and was moved to sheltered accommodation.
That house has just sold for £900,000 :shock: :shock: My old bedroom is now an ensuite and they've put another bedroom in the loft. I hope they fitted new joists, because they were all shaken loose in the war when the street next door got wiped out.
3 beds, no garden, scullery for washing in, outside toilet. (think worse than coronation street).
In 1958 dad was offered the house for 500 quid because the street of 52 houses were on the condemned list. dad refused because as he said "if i buy it I have to do the maintenance myself".
A few years later the street was taken off the condemned list because the total area wasnt big enough to build a block of flats on.
After dad died mum became a protected tenant untill she couldnt live there any more and was moved to sheltered accommodation.
That house has just sold for £900,000 :shock: :shock: My old bedroom is now an ensuite and they've put another bedroom in the loft. I hope they fitted new joists, because they were all shaken loose in the war when the street next door got wiped out.