My Mum's boyfriend is a bastard. They've been arguing all night. Screaming at each other. I haven't got a thing done or been able to watch telly. And what are they arguing over? A field! Apparently someone has put in planning permission to build on the field opposite our house. New houses. Well He thinks thats great, of course He would, He's a builder! Mum's gone all eco-warrior and is preparing to chain herself to the nearest tree.

Well I have to admit I agree with her on this one. I don't want a whole load of souless boxes where green grass and hundred year old trees once were. It's bad enough that the next door neighbours seem intent on destroying their part of the planet without a whole load of strangers joining in right on our front door step. What's wrong with everybody?