It's wonderful to know that all that work and struggle are not relegated to a museum of good ideas, but are still being carried forward.
I had only been living in Tolmers for 9 months but in that short time had created a home, become part of a thriving community and found more than a dozen new friends.
We enjoyed the flourishing social scene centred in Tolmers Square, where a derelict bank was the scene of orgiastic gigs and periodic carnivalesque celebrations.
Barry rang and told me he was moving into a squat in Tolmers Square. In Euston, walking distance from the Central. Would I like to join him?
It seemed like the right way to live. It felt very comfortable for me, living with a lot of people. I’ve got various lives in different places, but that communal life is really important.
The pleasure of living freely in a world within a world was palpable. The seventies seemed to be very much about differences, collecting together, allowing, encouraging, and tolerating.