FLAT HUNTING

I’ve been to Millwall to view a flat to council exchange my flat for. The reasons that make mine such a good prospect to swap are what make it a good place to stay.
I stood with a friend in front of a high chain link fence that surrounded a concrete play area in the middle of a large estate. A group of young men kicked a football against a low wall adjacent to the fence.
The flat we visited turned out to be on the second tier of three. We walked up the steps, along the full length balcony and knocked on the dark green door opened by a woman had short grey hair.
‘You can’t come in,’ she said. ‘You have no depth.’