God-honouring property development?
For the last ten years or more, many homeowners in
To an outsider who’s never done this, it looks like a simple, surefire way to make money: chop down a few trees, level your yard if necessary, whack up a fence, plonk down a house, and sell it for a packet.
Over the same period, another, larger-scale area of property development has boomed—retirement villages. My grandparents live in one, together with a few hundred other ‘seniors’, in what used to be a paddock.
It’s sad and curious that these two trends are occurring side-by-side: we’re downsizing our blocks so that we can make money out of strangers living in what once were our yards; at the same time, we’re shipping off our grandparents to homogeneous villages that are almost fully self-contained.
An alternative?
How about a return to the horribly named granny flats? Looking after the elderly rather than making money. Radical. Or, to guesthouses, so that more visitors from out-of-town—or those who live in-town and need a bed—have a place to stay?

