Are you supposed to get planning permission for a house extension?  Today while the lovely Sharon was putting her feet up and taking it easy making damson jam, making wheaten bread, making oatcakes, potting plants and scrubbing the floor (there is no talking to that girl), I built an extension.  My girls were making demands for more space and some room to stretch their wings.  No time for building control or planning permission for this extension, they need their luxuries.

Am I hen pecked?