I’ve entered the collective insanity that is the London housing market. When I moved to London, I had no interest in buying a house–too much commitment–but it’s like Stockholm Syndrome, I’ve been mentally broken down and rebuilt as a slavering home buyer, desperate to get on the property ladder.

I just can’t wait to get my bundle of sticks spraypainted gold and decorated with fairy lights, and my big art photo of beach rocks from Ikea–as seemingly prerequisties of being a young female FTB (First Time Buyer).

To feed my new addiction, I like The Rat and Mouse London property blog, and for fantasising about my future, tiny, overpriced nest, the New York small spaces design blog, Apartment Therapy.

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