I’ve pondered these buildings many times over the past 25 years on my daily commute to Bristol as the train often stops opposite them on the way into Bath. I could never understand why Georgian houses could be left in such a state. It seems they were compulsorily purchased for a scheme which never reached fruition. Since then they’ve become a squat, a drugs den, a target for graffiti and goodness knows what else.
According to the signs on the railings at street level, planning permission is now being sought to convert them into flats.