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I've apparently breached the (stupid, outdated) planning laws with my new extension, and have been summoned to a meeting with the council's planning enforcement officers. They're BEASTLY to me right away; don't they know who I am? And it seems that either my beautiful new extension will be torn down, or I must submit to an ordeal of OTK spanking, a paddling, a strapping, and a fully-nude CANING, meted out by the two horrible officers, Miss Page and Mr Beynon. They really mean to not just hurt me, but humiliate me beyond endurance. The shame! The pain! --