A change in our flight meant that we would be in London in the morning rather than the evening. Despite little notice and barely any time between us and the guests leaving, we arrived to a spic and span apartment, bright sun glinting off a newly scrubbed floor. That wasn't all: wine in the refrigerator and illy coffee in the cabinet ... fluffy towels and a puffy duvet in the cupboards.
There's a bus stop two doors down, one stop to the tube station, or walk it in less than ten minutes, another couple minutes will get you to a very good fruit and vegetable shop and also to some casual, neighbourhood restaurants. Little wonder that Tufnell Park was one of the "hidden gems" in the real estate section of the weekend paper.