I live on Old Brompton Road in Earl’s Court. I first saw the house, which belongs to my husband, in 1991, when I moved to this country. We both moved in in 1996. The area has changed a lot - it’s like you can carbon-date what’s been happening in the world from looking at Earl’s Court.
In the early days, there were lots of gay bars, Australian backpackers, big houses owned by families from the Middle East. Over time, the Australians disappeared and the gay bars closed. The big houses became flats. We had a huge French community, but after Brexit, that has changed.
