It all comes down to numbers. Yesterday I had to go around all four of my mother's neighbours and ask their permission to build a house bigger than 70 square metres on her back section. 93 square metres, to be exact. And if she had more than 900 square metres of land, instead of 842 square metres, I wouldn't have had to ask them at all. Councils are very weird things.

It was quite scary, anyway. But I did it. And three out of the four were really nice. The jury is still out on the people at the back, since no one who actually lived in the house was home. Still, even if they force us to build The World's Smallest Lockwood House by refusing, we have other Grand Real Estate Plans...