It’s not perfect. Housing is expensive. Like, “laugh-crying at estate agent prices” expensive. A two-bedroom flat costs more than a small castle in Scotland. But hey, you’re paying for that train to London, right?
And the nightlife? Umm, it’s more “quiet pint” than “rave until 3am.” There are a few clubs, but most people just go to the cinema or to Nando’s. If you want wild parties, move to Brighton. If you want a cozy wine bar with a fireplace, you’ve hit the jackpot.
Also, the parking situation is a nightmare. Pay attention to the signs, or you’ll get a ticket faster than you can say “I didn’t see the yellow line.”
