A friend of mine decided to relive the nostalgia of his youth by taking his own son out to the garage and constructing with him a trolley of the old school design; pram wheels, railway sleeper, steering rope etc. The trolley was then transported to the park nearby and the lad did a solo test drive down a pretty nasty hill; Top Gear rocket car antics ensued - the trolley went out of control, flipped and landed on top of laddo, almost breaking his neck.
The victims mother has forbidden any further father/son trolley shenanigans, so whilst he sits inside manipulating pixels on his Xbox 360, the trolley stands forlorn in the corner of the garage, a stark representation of our risk averse society.
Bren