Great, so my girlfriend’s car (which she named Percy the Peugeot) window gets smashed by some kids playing with stones around the car park outside my house and happened to be a casualty. The rear passenger window gets smashed to pieces and it turns out to be my next door neighbours son.
I suppose in some way it was good that it’s my next door neighbour as they have agreed to pay for the replacement which saves on an insurance claim, but I’m pretty sure Amy isn’t going to want to bring her car over again any time soon..