nope, i live in the highest in the UK postcode for insurance, London W9. This flat is a small perfect for one person one bedroom and it's worth £300 or £350 (or £500-700 if refurbished) a week if rented, £300,000 or £half a mill to buy.
I pay £100 a week. The whole of London is like this, rich next to poor, I'm in "social housing", not paying sufficiently for it. I look after and clean up the rubbish at the front and say hi and bye to the neighbours and have a gorgeous back garden. But I couldn't afford to live in this wonderful city, the centre of the universe, if I hadn't qualified for social housing 20 years ago. They don't have it anymore, I'm so lucky.
a neighbour who has £100,000 cellos and 10 or more £2,000-£5,000 bows doesn't have insurance. It's just not possible to insure oneself here in central London.
I'm okay, I've only got an 11-year old purple iMac which is too heavy for even a crack head to bother to get out the door, so I'm safe.
Landlords are crooked and don't care. They don't look after the plumbing, let alone repair or make safe, they don't do joined up writing, they've clipboards and that's about it.
But hey, you've made me think. This place is social housing, paid for by the taxpayer (me, for most of my working life), the EU (European Union) tax haven etc etc. My Landlord is a Charity. Honest.
If this place fell down, maybe they do have massive insurance. I'd never considered that. They sure as heck don't have the funds for plumbers.
Inflation doubled and fuel is overpriced and unaffordable
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I don't have a pension either. I could die tomorrow and not leave a blip
