Post-apocalypse estate agents

Well hello. It’s been a while. I have been away in Corfu, reading a gaiety of post-apocalyptic fiction, including The End We Start From. I recommend this short novel to anyone, and its observations of having a young baby amid an environmental catastrophe are touching, frightening, and also frequently funny. When the narrator muses that post-apocalypse life seems to consist of constantly looking back just a few days and seeing the previously awful circumstances as a sort of eden, in light of new events, I laughed out loud. It feels like that already, don’t it?


It got me thinking, not for the first time, about bagging oneself a suitable home in anticipation of the end of Western civilisation. There’s certainly going to be a run on caves, ruins and bothies come the end of days, so best to get one’s claim in quick. Who knows how long we have left. Here then, for your delight and reassurance, is my first suggestion of where I might go when the sirens go off. It is a haunt from my own childhood, in a picturesque location in very desirable West Cornwall. When I was a child this little two storey house was open to the elements and you could wander about in the broken bottles and smell the piss – thrilling! You could even walk up the internal concrete staircase to look upstairs – but I was too scared. The windows and door have since been concreted up. It was built by Rowena Cade, who created the majestic Minack Theatre in the cliffs above, as a Wendy house for her nephews and nieces. Just look at the great view – perfect for watching a mushroom cloud roll across the horizon.

wendy house porthcurnoe

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I always fancied it as a permanent house for my little self aged 7, and now it’s back on my radar. I could learn to fish and eat wild garlic. Decorate with gorse flowers and look out for messages in bottles washed up from other survivors. No good if sea levels rise. What about you – have you got a hovel in mind if it all goes a bit Mad Max? The Post-apocalypse Estate Agency is open. More dilapidated des-res suggestions coming soon x

4 Responses to “Post-apocalypse estate agents”

  1. Carol Weston
    July 12, 2017 at 1:08 pm #

    There’s a rather fine cave on Cullurcoats beach as I remember, but it was only just big enough for my 7 year old self, so maybe its no longer a go-er. Mmmmmm I know what you mean re the news and talk of nuclear war heads, its all frightening stuff. Closer to home I walked through central Manchester where the crowds were sunning themselves next to fountains, the atmosphere was buoyant, amidst the homeless who were sleeping off their spice from the night before. I shock myself with my apathy, and I do wonder what is in store for us all. I still am healthy and have a lot to be thankful for. We bought one of them a monster packed lunch from Aldi and when my 10 year said he hoped he wasn’t allergic to the eggs in the ‘all day breakfast’ sandwich, he started t cry and say what a lovely boy he was. Sorry, btw, I didn’t mean to be so depressing.
    Love that Wendy house, its terrible they’ve cemented it up!

  2. Mary
    July 13, 2017 at 8:55 am #

    This might be the most perfect location I’ve seen yet for living out the end days. It is sort of morbidly fascinating to think about how real estate desires would change, come the apocalypse. Instead of a typical house in a field, we’ll all be scrambling for the nearest troglodyte, or cave dwelling. Interesting thoughts! Thanks for sharing this – it looks spectacular.

  3. Marry
    July 13, 2017 at 9:24 am #

    To be honest I could live in that “house” 😀

  4. Maria T
    August 30, 2017 at 10:01 am #

    It looks like a litlle heaven 🙂

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