I grew up on London's billionaires' row. Now it's a street of decaying mansions - and as I looked around my childhood home I realised the sad reason why: DAVID PATRIKARIKOS
The plastic water bottle lies in a small patch of grass by the kerb. Next to it, a sodden tissue and stained paper coffee cup surround a pool of dark, unidentifiable liquid.
The plastic water bottle lies in a small patch of grass by the kerb. Next to it, a sodden tissue and stained paper coffee cup surround a pool of dark, unidentifiable liquid.
