We were out with Nigel and the family a little while ago and while Rowan was climbing around on the equipment at the park, some neighborhood kids borrowed her recumbent trike-thing that Nigel built and were racing it around recklessly, eliciting gasps from the adults until one of them finally (predictably) ran into another.

There was lots of crying but no permanent damage – unlike the effects of riding this mean-looking rusty bug trike into groups of neighborhood kids, which at the very least is guaranteed to cause a few cases of tetanus.

This was one of the fantastic finds at the Art in the Park festival in the Glebe a few weekends ago, but I’ve sadly misplaced the artist’s name. He had a whole corner of the park full of sharp pointy rusted metal things for evil step-parents to give their kids.