In 2017, as I was flying in a Tiger Moth to Normandy, to commemorate the D-day Landings, I was unexpectedly choked. North of London, we had flown into a thick layer of smoke, which was issuing from the Grenfell Tower Disaster (photo). The experience was less horrific than the event, which was a catastrophe both for the victims, and also for the construction industry. I have noted the progressive tightening of planning and building regulations, the reduction in the number of SMEs in the sector, and where I had known the institutions; both educational and professional, to possess virtues of egalite and fraternite, a new stance of authority and control has emerged. Grenfell has catalysed and accelerated these changes. An ever expanding policy regime is giving rise to a tyranny of consultants, each touting their particular specialism, each making it ever more difficult for any individual to have a complete picture of a project. Bound by their charters, the professional institutions operate essentially as policing authorities working on behalf of the public i.e. corporations. This is one thing to celebrate, as standards define my standing as a professional; I benefit from those standards being upheld. It is quite another thing to face this enforcement, as I was soon to find out.