Private property rights, as Jeremy Corbyn’s critics often remind us, are the foundation stone of free markets. Mess about with them and the whole Jenga tower of our prosperity could come crashing down.
Yet how do we define “property”? The image that springs to mind when we hear that word is probably land. Give or take the occasional squabble over a boundary wall, we generally know where our little castles start and end (assuming we’re lucky enough to have one). A farmer, similarly, knows where the edges of her fields are. Under the law, no one, not even