Can owning real estate be a defence for one’s own emotional insecurities and deficiencies? Is that the reason for climbing the London property ladder? Can it reduce our existential anxiety? OK, maybe I’m making a giant leap here in my assumption, but still—no reason for the assumption to be completely off—and not all of the time either.
“If you want to make a friend, let someone do you a favour” Ben Franklin supposedly claimed. Regardless of the exact citation, his message is clear—get closer to people by having them do you a favour. Relationships are the key, I guess.