Here’s the kicker: Crews Hill has its own train station—but it’s the quietest station in London outside of some ghost-y abandoned platforms. The station opened in 1910 as part of the Great Northern Railway, but it’s so low-key that trains only stop a few times an hour, and half the time you’re not sure if you’re actually there or if the platform is a hologram. Locals joke that the train is basically a gossip delivery service: you miss it, and you’re stuck for another hour with nothing but the sound of wind rustling through your prize-winning cabbages.
And get this—the surrounding area used to be a giant fruit farm called The Grange. The developers in the 1930s were so obsessed with the idea of “rural living” that they decided not to pave over the orchards. Instead, they built the houses around them, like an architectural game of hide-and-seek with apple trees. So now, you have secret pathways where wild raspberries grow alongside your neighbor’s fence, and you can pretend you’re a woodsman while waiting for the 8:42 to Moorgate.
