IF I could go back 30 years to give my youthful self some good advice, the first thing I would tell myself is not to sign that lease for my first grimy, 35-square metre bachelor pad.“Build a tiny trailer home instead,” I’d tell myself. “And oh, buy Bitcoin,” I would add.Tiny homes, as the movement is known in the U.S., Canada and parts of Europe where young people can’t afford to leave their parents’ homes, are increasingly popular.To my mind, our enterprising young artisans could start an entire new housing niche that caters for millennials’ gig-hopping needs. Instead of building mjondolos in the veld, we should fit shacks on double-axle trailers, which will give informal settlers an asset they can call their own.And, it need not be a draughty mjondolo held down with tie-straps and bailing twine either. Craftsmen overseas are designing marvels of compact architecture on trailers measuring only seven metres long, with efficient use of space that would make yacht builders jealous.Of course young people could buy a used caravan, but the reason why they never have — nor ever will — is because “caravaning is for ballies — like you”, as my young self would tell me. The best thing about tiny homes? Everything is always already packed for the next gig. — Supplied.