In the summer of 2005 when her older daughter was 20 and the younger one, 19 years old, Zara G decided for some bizarre reason to move from the 2 bedroom flat in which we had been living for all their lives, to a largish house. Becoming a Landlady, which was, she supposes, a subconscious justification, and in her defence, in case challenged, that the fact that as the house was too large, she could always take in students once the girls had left home.