I Don't Love The Sound Of Breaking Glass ...

... having been brought up on a glasshouse nursery and lived with my husband on our glasshouse nursery all my life.

My errant nephew cut the chain on the gate of our family nursery and broke the glass in a van that our farm business tenant had parked across the gate to deter him from entering with a lorry load of festival paraphernalia. When I heard about it I went straight down there. The MD and former MD of the company that rents the place from us were there, as was one of my sisters and her partner. I read the riot act but it was water off a duck's back. My nephew said, Yes, I broke in, I've created an opportunity. I despair. :( Luckily MrQ, with Mish looking after him, was OK when I got back.  

All the more annoying because I intended to go and get a new laptop this morning as the drivers on mine will no longer support Lightroom. It has been OK but stopped working completely yesterday. My computer man was going to deal with this for me but is unavailable as he has been bereaved.