t could be an electricity pylon in your backyard, it could mean giving up your favourite rose-bed to a bypass, it could be a motorway cutting through fields and farms. It is, in fact, an airport: the proposed third London Airport at Stansted. But it doesn't really matter. What does matter is that in the name of progress people are going to be inconvenienced, upset, hurt. In Stansted they will argue about the planning, the cost and the effectiveness. But what it is really all about is much more simple. Progress is fine-until the day you hear it is going to take place in your own garden.