The property market is a weird beast. It roars, it purrs, then it bites you in the wallet. London isn’t broken—it’s just having a bad hair day.
But if you’re one of the 16% staring at a loss, don’t panic. Just adjust. Maybe sell that second avocado toast and embrace the pain. We’re all in this awkward, overpriced house of cards together.
And hey, at least you don’t own a garage in Glasgow. (I hear those are really struggling. Too soon?)
