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It’s weird my mum grew up in London (muswell hill) rented in Camden, when she could she bought in Dalston (1970’s) her friends thought she was mad and she was also was worried but it cost her something like £6k then moved to Highbury to another place that wasn’t particularly nice at the time. I grew up there. Area as I did was teachers/musicians/arty types. She’ll tell you that was a bad as people having to move to the ‘burbs for her at the time even now. Obviously that’s massively changed now. Her salary to house cost was completely ridiculous when she did mind. There was never chance I could ever move on in that area or to Stoke newington where my dad moved too when they divorced in ‘88 I was lucky/un when he died and got a flat in N16 but could never go up there so moved to e17 as everyone does. My mum weirdly ‘downsized’ from n5 to the same rd my dad moved to in N16 he bought at £88k she £1.2mil and that’s just bonkers. God knows where the next gen or below will be able to afford. We in 4 years of living in e17 couldn’t move to where we are now. It’s crazy
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Am I alone in feeling absolute and incoherent rage and despair at knowing I'll never be able to afford a decent house in the city I was born in? I'm really grateful to be on the housing ladder at all, and things will undoubtedly be worse for the younger generation, but I've found it genuinely debilitating recently. I see all these nice terraced Victorian terraced gaffs up for £500k plus and I'll never get close to being able to afford them. And I have a decent job. And a partner. And no kids.
I genuinely don't understand how people are able to afford those places.
EDIT: I know this is a bit out of character for this thread but I don't have many places to vent about this stuff and it'd be good to know if I'm not utterly alone on this.