Highgate is fancy, and it knows it. But it’s the good kind of fancy, where the pavement is wide enough for pushchairs and dogs, and the air smells like wet leaves and smugness. The famous Highgate Cemetery is genuinely spooky and beautiful—great for a weekend mope when you’re feeling poetic.
Yes, it’s expensive. But you get actual trees and a high street that hasn’t been eaten by a Wetherspoons yet. Pro tip: the Flask Tavern does a Sunday roast that will make you forget your rent price.