There are quite a few new buildings mushrooming in my neighbourhood around Old Street in East London. And every time I pass by this little house I feel a bit sorry for it.
It reminds me of a children’s book I once read where a little house during its lifetime sees the whole environment evolving from countryside to big city.
In the book the house then feels sad and lonely being surrounded by all these new high concrete blocks. But luckily the old owner comes to the rescue and takes it back to the country side.
I somehow doubt that the same will happen to this building here. But I am really curious what will happen to it. Will it have a chance to surive? I will keep you posted.