. In no way do I want my DDs to have to move into private rented accommodation paying ridiculously high rent (what chance of saving?!) where landlord can kick them out anytime he likes so theyd better not even call the place home.
You do realise you can rent a nice flat you know? Or live in a lovely big house with a fun group of friends?
Most landlords don't 'kick people out'. It's a pain finding tenants and incurs costs. Also at 23 post uni it's great to be able to hand in your notice and move hassle free onto a slight different area or even move city or whatever.
Most landlords are not dicks. And it's usually blatantly obvious by the state of the property when you look round which ones are!
Plus, when better to make a few mistakes but in your twenties, finding your feet and living life?
There is much to be said about the year you chose to live in a tiny room in a flat over a fried chicken shop because you wanted to be with your friends in a central area. You can never eat fried chicken but it was amazing to say 'back to mine' and walk home from your fav club.
Or the damp basement room where your clothes went a bit mouldy because you fancied living in a huge period terrace with a garden, and what awesome BBQs you had that summer and amazing dinner parties in the lovely kitchen.
Its a fucking cool time of your life, and there is SO much more out there than getting on the property ladder and pushing out three kids.
It's super cool living a bit of a social whirl, and seeing your friends (and you!) develop from hedonistic grads into fun loving yo-pros and on into seriously career motivate late 20 something's who've actually got a bit more money (which you save towards a deposit, and spend on better holidays) before suddenly finding your friends are actually quite important peoe in your early thirties. And you're mainly all still renting, but nice central flats in couples, and no we're still not going to visit the muppet who's parents insisted they buy a flat in zone 26 and they've been stuck there for the last three years with expensive taxi rides home after every evening out!
But then mid thirties creeps up on you, there's a two year people where everyone gets married, then moves out to a flat in zone 2 or 3 with a garden and starts sprogging. And your evenings out are much rarer, and you just rave about Victoria Park Village and the community feel etc.
As long as you have a grad job with decent prospects, you will be able to buy something decent in your early to mid thirties without having to work too hard to be frugal. Even in london.