flat share

For the reluctant millennials among us, even more bad news hit us this week; up to a third of our unfortunate, shat-upon
  3. The dinners.   9. The audible sex.    12. The incompatible schedules.    8. The noise.    2. The groceries.    10. The
I'm sitting at a cafe in Kentish Town in autopilot. Yet another day spent scrolling through the infinite pages of houses 'available' for sharing in London. The dreary background of lame music at costa coffee is the soundtrack to my struggle.
The Australians have it right - they don't use the term flatshare, they call them 'sharehouses'. This puts the sharing element before the property, just as it should be.
When I moved into my current rented flat in Forest Hill the area was reasonably cheap and had no coffee shops. Now, seven years later, it has at least five coffee shops, a deli and several boutiques. On top of that it's also on the East London Line on the overground. All of this has pushed rents up by over 50%.
Aspiring to own is as much a part of our national DNA as tea, obsessing about the weather or losing on penalties. It's ingrained in our cultural psyche as a right rather than a hope but, with such a massive portion of the population renting and ownership in decline, isn't it time we learned to think differently?
Living situations are one of the most important and impacting factors for students, and the hardest to get right. Most of my friends have either found that perfect living partnership, or its been disastrous from beginning to end. I belong to the latter party, the one who's dreams never seem to come true.