The "former living room" as Benjamin described it to me is a spacious, well-lit room in a comfortable house. In August when I was there, the room was always a little musty (it's an old building or perhaps it was because of the summer heat or a combination of both). A bit of airing was all it ever needed before I could breathe easy.
Though there was no space in the wardrobe when I moved in for a month's occupancy, Benjamin readily agreed (though he wasn't in town) to my making some space for my clothes.
The occupants in the next room and the landlady upstairs were always warm and lovely, the few times I interacted with them. Benjamin was always just a text away.
The backyard was another ace spot with a neat garden of herbs, and a lawn that had two cats take turns to bask in the sun.