Sadly, this is not actually a tale of revenge. It is, in fact, a tragedy:
It could have been a lot worse: I was in The Nerd at the time, on a motorway, driving my boyfriend to the airport, but it was very slow, heavy traffic, and the traffic slowed to a stop, so I slowed to a stop, but the kid behind me didn't quite slow down quick enough. It was only a bump, really, but his car (or rather, his mum's - I bet he was in SO much trouble when he got home!) was bigger than mine, so there you go. But I still thank my lucky stars: nobody was injured, the car was still driveable, we still managed to make it to the airport in time, and the other driver has admitted full liability.
Of course it means I've spent all week on the phone to my insurers, his insurers, the courtesy car company, the garage, and who knows who else, and the majority of my internet time has been taken up with looking for a new car, so I've barely glanced at a blog all week, never mind had time to write a post, but I'm sure you understand.
So, if anybody wants to buy me a new car for my birthday (which is tomorrow, by the way) that would be lovely. Thanks.