Aaron Bastani: In 2003, when I started my degree at a London university, I was fortunate enough to enjoy affordable, fully-catered student accommodation. For less than £100 a week, I could live in zone one, allowing me to walk to campus and enjoy two cooked meals a day. Life as an adult seemed easy enough. Yet over the following decade and a half, as I moved more than 15 times, rent increases stalked my thoughts like an apex predator. Most people find moving more stressful than a divorce, so it's unsurprising that my own misadventures gave me an anxiety disorder. By my own calculations, I spent £75,000 on rent between 2004 and 2018 – an especially outlandish figure given the state of some of the properties. Several should have been condemned. One had a gas leak and a bathroom with no functioning toilet. Another building had no central heating. On particularly cold mornings, I would enjoy my espresso in the kitchen – using the oven, door ajar, like a fireplace. When friends came to visit, they were mildly stunned it wasn't a squat. | |