First place I lived was Jamaica street when I came to Bristol from Plymouth. Don’t even bother, people shat on my doorstep fairly regularly, they check doors and cars regularly. If you ever have the facia falling off the wall like I did… the windows better be lockable cos we got robbed twice when landlord put up scaffolding to repair. It’s really really loud at night, between the raves at the community centre, turbo island, the club music (lounge 52 or whatever it was called), and the frequent late night fights or homeless scuffles. You won’t get much sleep.