It was all my fault, I should never have said yes.

Approaching his birthday he asked for a new car to replace his old battered one. I agreed but told him not to drive too fast, but as usual, he didn't listen.

"Don't worry Mom - it'll be okay."

I knew it would happen. Much too fast his car couldn't make the curve and flew through the air, smashing into the wall. I was so lucky he only just missed my crystal vase.

That's it, he'll have to play with his Scalextric in the garage from now on.