Why Thank you Weezol! Flat is in it, our garden is the patch on the end.The building is a local landmark, remarkable for its size and ugliness. It looks like every junkie in the UK OD-ed in it. This is almost entirely correct.
The posh flats up the road, identical but maintained, is where they make Poirot, it's stayed a Deco masterpiece. In our collapsing block, all the miniature pieds-a-terre meant for lone businessmen to stay the night in during the week in the 1930s are now housing six people apiece. Me and Mr C are the only people I know now who boast a chair and sofas that aren't also beds.
Mr C would not accept anything else, of course.