Bunker Living: Not Just for Hitler Anymore

Yes, you too can live in a WWII bunker of your very own!

The homeowner mentions that it's probably secure from zombie attacks, an endearing touch. I'm reminded of what Mole and Badger said about underground living in The Wind In The Willows:

Presently they all sat down to luncheon together. The Mole found himself placed next to Mr. Badger, and, as the other two were still deep in river-gossip from which nothing could divert them, he took the opportunity to tell Badger how comfortable and home-like it all felt to him. `Once well underground,' he said, `you know exactly where you are. Nothing can happen to you, and nothing can get at you. You're entirely your own master, and you don't have to consult anybody or mind what they say. Things go on all the same overhead, and you let 'em, and don't bother about 'em. When you want to, up you go, and there the things are, waiting for you.'

The Badger simply beamed on him. `That's exactly what I say,' he replied. `There's no security, or peace and tranquillity, except underground. And then, if your ideas get larger and you want to expand -- why, a dig and a scrape, and there you are! If you feel your house is a bit too big, you stop up a hole or two, and there you are again! No builders, no tradesmen, no remarks passed on you by fellows looking over your wall, and, above all, no weather. Look at Rat, now. A couple of feet of flood water, and he's got to move into hired lodgings; uncomfortable, inconveniently situated, and horribly expensive. Take Toad. I say nothing against Toad Hall; quite the best house in these parts, as a house. But supposing a fire breaks out -- where's Toad? Supposing tiles are blown off, or walls sink or crack, or windows get broken -- where's Toad?

Supposing the rooms are draughty -- I hate a draught myself -- where's Toad? No, up and out of doors is good enough to roam about and get one's living in; but underground to come back to at last -- that's my idea of home!'

The Mole assented heartily; and the Badger in consequence got very friendly with him. `When lunch is over,' he said, `I'll take you all round this little place of mine. I can see you'll appreciate it. You understand what domestic architecture ought to be, you do.'

The homeowner also mentions that the place would be quite suitable for a recluse (hermit).

*sigh*