[West Ender]

This sort of thing makes me furious. So a child may hurt him/herself? It's part of growing up, for goodness sake.

I think back to the way I played as a child, back in the Dark Ages, diving off a hay loft head first into a pile of straw (on a concrete floor), climbing trees etc. and, in the school playground, British Bulldog (fiendish) and chain-tig (if you were on the end you could almost go flying). I sometimes wonder that I survived it all - but I did, often with scabby knees and scraped hands and once with a badly sprained ankle and a dislocated thumb. I was healthy though - and happy.