Here I am outside Freddie
Mercury’s flat where he moved to in the seventies. He moved out of the family
home in Feltham in West London and acquired independence for the first time.
He’d already met two of Queen’s band members and was highly social and
gregarious so I’m sure he wasn’t lacking visitors.
He lived here before money from handsome
royalties and live concerts rolled in. It’s no squalid whole-in-the-corner
affair, an apartment in an immaculate row in an immaculate terrace. Strict
rules must prevent owners adding a purple window boxes or leopard-print
bin-covers. The flats are so similar that if you’re staggering home drunk you
could easily enter the wrong gate. Though London’s sales and rental prices are bonkers
nowadays (flats on this row are about £1.3 million) it was probably fairly
expensive in Freddie’s day too. He always remained in this area of London and
ended his days at Garden Lodge which is nearby.
The flat is about half way up on the
right…
…and on the left in this one…