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For a mere £10,000 a week — and if you need it translated into dollars, you can’t afford it — you, too, can play ping pong under the watchful eye of Chief Joseph! (Note: might not be Chief Joseph.) You can baptize your pets, houseguests, or UPS guy!

And when it all gets to be too much, you can retreat to your own sci-fi/fantasy (yet somehow tasteful) bedroom.

I just can’t decide if this is awesome or not. It should be awesome, but it doesn’t quite hold together for me. Is it the building-within-a-building that doesn’t seem quite right? Is it the Foosball? I’m not sure.

Found by: me

Loveliest comment, by Texchanchan: First Henry VIII, then Cromwell, now this.

That book? It’s around here somewhere… let me just take a step back so I can scan the AAAAHHHHHHHHHH *thunk* *thunk* *thunk*

This house is “internationally recognised for its unique character,” says the listing. And by “unique,” they mean that there’s only one way I could lie down in it after I fell down the stairs and hit my head and fainted, because the kitchen is 5′ 6″ wide and I’m taller than that. But if you’re an average-sized woman, go ahead and pass out in any direction you like!

Via Google Sightseeing, which links to an illuminating street view here. Slightly more information here (warning! PDF file).

Loveliest comment, by Kate: Does my house make me look fat?

Oh dear. Chair’s cousins (for they don’t look like true Chairs) have been feeling neglected, and are planning how to get back into the blog.

Found By: Simon

Loveliest comment: a group effort by TacoMagic, JMixx, and Denita TwoDragons…

Oh, man, know what would be even more awesome about this kitchen/bedroom/living room/bathroom/dining room if I lived there? I work from home, so not only would it be a  kitchen/bedroom/living room/bathroom/dining room, it would be a  kitchen/bedroom/living room/bathroom/dining room/office! Oh, and my kids would come along, I suppose (legally I’d have to bring them), so it would be a kitchen/bedroom/living room/bathroom/dining room/office/playroom. And if my husband comes along, too (which he would, because I like him and plus there’s no way I’m solo parenting in an “exclusive” building) , it would be a kitchen/bedroom/living room/bathroom/dining room office/playroom/ bike shop. But now I’m getting silly.

Found By: Helen

See that middle bit in this couch Catherine found? That’s where it opens up, and you fall in, it slides shut, and you’re never heard from again.

(The small one is an apprentice killer couch. No, an assassin armchair. A cold-blooded captain’s chair? An overstuffed executioner? A slayer sleigh sofa?)

I would say something about this listing Stephen found, but all I can think about is cream of tomato soup.

 

Aw, it’s a heart made out of glue. And a… thing. Stuck to another thing. I can’t quite tell what this is a picture of, but fortunately the listing Katryn found — which uses this photo, and only this photo — says that this is “A 1 BEDROOM PB APARTMENT ON THE GROUND FLOOR…” So I guess this is the PB part.

PROSPECTIVE TENANT: I don’t know… the windows seem a bit small.

OWNER: No, no, they’re nice and big. Airy! The apartment is positively airy.

PROSPECTIVE TENANT: But the windows! Look at them! They’re about six inches tall.

OWNER: Clearly you are mistaken. Look at the curtains! Nobody would put such long curtains on six-inch-tall windows, would they?

PROSPECTIVE TENANT: I see your point. I’ll sign the lease now, please.

(Found by Christian and Gareth.)

If you lived here you, too, could put magnets on your fridge! Yes! You could! It’s not one of those no-magnets-here fridges!

Found by Emma.

Yes, yes, I’m cheating. This isn’t from a listing; it’s from a press release announcing a listing. Sorry, but I don’t think the actual listing is on-line. But this is my blog! I’m the only person here! I can do whatever I like! Just like you could, if you lived in a secret lair under London.

(Found on Metafilter.)