A short, insomniac post from me, on this grey Wednesday morning, to note that flats for the refurbished Balfron Tower are finally on sale.
Oliver Wainwright has all the grim details here. And here’s what I wrote about it back in 2015.
And on a related, entertaining-timing note, here is an investigation into the landlord antics of Katharine Hibbert, who once offered to show me her flat in the Balfron, back when she was living there as founder of the controversial property guardian company dot dot dot.
The post-public story of Balfron, as slow and inevitable as a melting glacier, is one of neglect, greed, social cleansing, art washing, and exploitation.
It’s a parable for our times, and our times do not go well.