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In the summer of 2007, Monocle published its first Quality of Life Survey – a ranking of the world’s best cities to call home. I am still fond of that issue. The launch magazine had been worked on for months and I sometimes pick it up to remind myself of our original ambitions – to believe in print, be opportunity focused, offer solutions and be wry. Second and third issues (and, as it turns out, fourth) are always tricky; these are when the hard work of winning long-term readers really begins. Issue 05 marked a turning point: a moment where we found our groove. Its sunny cover, including a shot of a young man backflipping into Lake Zürich, showed us in a different light. We were both detailed in our research and joyful in our outlook. And readers got it: the sales chart took an almost alpine ascent.
Now city rankings are not new or revolutionary but we – and I think I should admit that this was mostly Mr Brûlé – saw a need for something different. At the time, most of the rankings seemed to be aimed at expats (will the schools be suitable for young Samantha if you relocate to Singapore) or rather dull people. There was never much talk of nightlife and the chance of getting a glass of wine at 01.00 in a nice bar. And while we can all gather dry data sets, there was little input from people on the ground who could give a richer story and real insight. So not only did we include crime statistics and ambulance response times but we also mixed in the late-opening bar test, looked for places where you could do your grocery shopping on a Sunday, investigated the strength of local media and also how easily you could escape too – was there a good airport? Munich emerged on top in that first year and is still a high-ranking city today, hence why we are returning there for the Monocle Quality of Life Conference in August. And for 2023? In our July-August edition Vienna takes pole position.
Across the years we have added new metrics and asked our researchers and correspondents to dive ever deeper into what’s happening where they are. While medium-sized cities with good civic leadership, mostly cohesive communities and some wealth in their coffers tend to flourish, it’s interesting to see how the list has evolved since 2007. Among the starkest of these changes is the vanishing of North American cities from the mix; there seems to be an almost existential post-pandemic threat to many of the places we first surveyed back then. Now, before furious fingers reach for keyboards, this is not to say that these cities are devoid of quality of life. But do they have a quality of life designed for all? And is there a sense of safety, good housing and education too?
These are some of the issues that trip up London, my hometown. I can’t think of a more dynamic, exciting, diverse, powerful city to live in. I also have a job, home and can get almost everywhere on my bicycle. But the fraying is never far away. This week I noticed that a takeaway food chain near Monocle now has a security guard in a protective vest keeping an eye on the cheese-and-pickle sandwiches – food theft is spiralling in cost-of-living-hit London. At lunch this week a colleague described the almost desperate battle to find somewhere decent to rent. Access to housing and annual rent increases were two key metrics that informed our Quality of Life Survey this year. But to see the cities that have climbed and fallen, just pick up the issue.
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My colleague, Josh, gave me a gift: a copy of Nairn’s London by Ian Nairn, published in 1966. Nairn was a celebrated architectural writer who was impassioned and bemused by how London was being rebuilt both physically and socially in these still postwar years. I wonder if there’s any writer who so sharply sees the city, explains it and tries to shake it to its senses now. I have been using the book to see places I know in a different sepia light, reading of cherished buildings now gone. “London burnt in 1940 for the sake of tolerance,” he writes. “And the price was well worth it. It is burning again, but this time only to satisfy developers’ greed, planners’ inadequacy and official stupidity.”
Cities still stir us. How they function and fare can be both maddening and exciting. They force us to be their critics and champions too. But, at their best, they are the greatest of sanctuaries, the places where ideas can be born and shaped at speed, where we mix and muddle, win and lose, and where, you hope, you can get a drink at 01.00.