One of my favorite writers died in 2009. His house is now up for sale, quite cheap, too. The downside is that you’d have to live in Shepperton, England.
There is no “for sale” sign outside the house, which a neighbour said had been empty since Mr Ballard’s death. Asked whether she felt the property would attract more interest because of its famous occupant, the neighbour rather pessimistically replied: “I doubt many people will know who he is.”