my dream home for sale. It's in the building that is home to my church, aka Kentish Town Pool. Imagine walking up those steps, through that ornate door, sticking your head out of the window and chatting to one of the little masonry people? Then popping downstairs for a swim.
Ahh, if only I had £359,000 to spare. (Can I just have a moan about London property prices please? This flat is tiny. It only has one bedroom. The kitchen and living room are open plan. And it costs £359,000. You can't see me but I'm doing a wtf face. Still, if I had it I'd buy it.)