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My Half-Price Flat in Bristol.

Richard Greenland

My good friend Sam Collett originally alerted me to this deal in Easton, a ‘culturally diverse’ area in Bristol popular with Somalis, Asians, druggies and alcoholics, as well as slightly bohemian middle-class white people who like the edginess of it. It’s cheap but far from the cheapest part of town. I lived there myself for six years. There are occasional stabbings and shootings but mostly these people know each other so I never felt at risk, even late at night.

It was advertised as a 2 bed GFF with no access to view, and had been squatted twice, so possibly in need of complete renovation. The estate agents had put a Sitex security door on then lost the keys!!! Now I’m not a man to let a little thing like security doors stop me from viewing, so I had a plan!

On a drive-by noticed the door open. I assumed it was the squatters so called out, there was a lot of clattering about and they couldn’t hear me so I let myself in and went upstairs. It wasn’t squatters but a couple of beefy guys installing another Sitex door on the top flat! They were a bit surprised to see me but let me look inside when I explained why I was there. Later I managed to gain entry a second time too, but that’s another story.

The kitchen

Anyway, the flat looked a real mess but didn’t need much work, less than £5K.

When I made enquiries with the EA that had a board outside I was told they didn’t know anything about it. When I tried again a week later I was told it was already sold. Having done all that legwork I was really annoyed at being ‘shut out’ by the EA and their favoured buyer

But… the squatters had previously got in through the roof from the adjacent house, which was also squatted. And… they went in again. This could clearly putting off the other buyer who I assumed had been trying to shut me out. I like to chat to everyone, and landlords are naturally wary of squatters, but they are human beings like everyone else. If you find out what they want, you can negotiate with them. I got to know them a bit, offered to take them out for breakfast etc. They were basically middle-class kiddies from Clifton who’d smoked too much weed and run a bit feral.

The lounge

One of the other buyers turned up, he was understandably very angry, but eventually we sat on the wall and chatted and I realised he was a decent guy. It wasn’t his fault, he hadn’t shut anyone out – that was the estate agent making life simple for themselves. He’d been going to buy both remaining flats with a Mr Ali, who had pulled out when the squatters re-appeared. He wanted to take a look inside to check the condition of his flat. I felt sorry for him and wanted to help, but obviously the squatters wouldn’t let him in. As I’d already gained their trust, they let me in with his phonecam so I took pictures of everything for his reassurance. He made it pretty clear they had to leave within 7 days by IPO or ‘other means’ and as this guy is ex-Parachute Regiment they got the message. Anyway, he’s also called Richard and I really like him!

I thought I might end up in a bidding war, but Richard invited me into a JV in place of Mr Ali. He put pressure on the auctioneers/ asset manager with legal threats to sell the GFF. His flat suffered water damage when the squatters turning on a leaking system and they could be liable for damages. He’s a great negotiator because he’s already made his money and is very ready to walk away. So we got it for £32,500, £2,500 below guide! It sold for £62,500 in 2003 and current value is C£70 – £75K.

Another investor bought the basement much earlier. He’s paid £57K all in, still a good deal. I told Richard not to tell him what we’d paid as I don’t like to gloat, but he did anyway. He employed a really poor letting agent, but they got him no tenants. So he put it on gumtree and lots of people showed up, queuing outside! He must have been desperate as he let it to the first people who accepted it, including a shaven-headed character complete with neck-tattoo. He didn’t see the lovely, polite, well-spoken young couple who were waiting outside. They really wanted it as it’s just 5 mins cycle from the city centre where they work and they don’t have a car. I offered them my much nicer suburban flat in Hanham for the same money but they didn’t want it!!! So we have nice tenants lined up as well.

All the best,

Rich

The Pimlico Housing Revolution – Homes for Heros, Flats to Rent

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Contrary to what might seem logical, squatting in England and Wales is not a criminal offence (providing there is no evidence of forced entry); however, regardless of the legal issues if a property does become occupied by squatters, resolving the subsequent problems of ownership, possession and potential homelessness can be a lengthy process and the source of much legal, financial and emotional distress for all parties involved. Whether people have occupied a property through cultural choice, or as political statement, or out of necessity and in direct response to homelessness and a lack of suitable housing; squatting inevitably results in conflicts of interest and allegiance.

Pimlico might not seem a likely setting for a ‘squatting revolt’ but in 1946 that’s exactly what happened. In his excellent book, a History of Modern Britain, Andrew Marr describes the choreographed mass arrival on Kensington High Street, on the 8th September 1946, of approximately a thousand people (mainly young couples with children) intent on finding decent accommodation. Officials from the London Communist Party had already identified empty properties across London, including in Marylebone, Ealing and Pimlico, and so began the process of taking over these empty properties and moving the families in.

To set the scene – the housing situation in post-war Britain was a critical issue: half a million homes had been destroyed or made uninhabitable by German air raids, a further 3 million badly damaged and, overall, a quarter of Britain’s 12.5 million homes were damaged in some way. There simply weren’t enough houses to go round and an estimated 45,000 people were squatting in Nissen huts, flats, disused army camps, military bases and other properties.

Marr describes the reaction to the London squatters as “superbly British”. Public support was enthusiastic and food parcels, blankets, money, chocolate and cigarettes were collected for the squatters. The press were sympathetic, and the Women’s Voluntary Service provided hot drinks. The government’s response was that the revolt should be stopped, and eventually it “fizzled out” and the squatters left: apparently after they were threatened with losing their positions in the council housing queue.

Government response was more positive in other areas, and between 1945 and 1949, built 156,623 ‘prefab’ houses – many of which were still much loved by their occupants and still lived in in the 1970s.

A fascinating (and entertaining) British Film Institute National Archive film shows an extract from a trailer investigating prefabricated houses as an alternative to solve Britain’s housing crisis. (You’ve got to love those accents :-)   )

I wonder if London, or any UK city or community, would see a similar level of public support for an army of homeless families / squatters descending on their community one day. Or was it the unique circumstances of post-war Britain, with its continuing rationing, overcrowding and poor standards of housing for many, that had bred a particularly strong sense of community spirit – a feeling of all having survived the war together – that would be impossible to replicate now?


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