This is remarkably true.

When I met my wife she was living in Thamesmead, a suburb of London that was built in the '60s to be a grand example of modernist city planning, with roads at ground level and raised walkways for people to get around.

Trouble is, the place has no real town centre. And over the past fifty years most of the walkways have crumbled so they’ve either been demolished or barriered off. These days you have to drive to get to, well, anything, and it’s fucking depressing.