Chapman Lodge, on the border of Wimbledon Common, is an unusual building. At first glance, it looks like a bungalow, with white bricks, arched windows and an octagonal-shaped room to the rear. Surrounded by greenery, it stands alone, as if out of place.
“It feels like its own little retreat,” says Alex, whose parents bought the house in 2014, and who lived there herself for four years. “It’s a historical gem. Everyone who comes in always says that it looks like it’s in the Mediterranean. It’s very unusual.”
