CRUNCH - CRASH - TINKTINKTINKTINK!!!

"Oh NO!"

What was it about that gatepost, Dot wondered - this was the THIRD time her Dad had hit it in Wilhelmina, their Skoda Fabia car. It was sad because Bill Com loved the little car and was always polishing it and buying gadgets for it.

She jumped out with Wiz and joined her Dad as he sadly looked at the damage.

It had sounded awful from inside the car, but it didn't looked too bad really - just the glass broken on one of the headlamps and some marks on the shiny red paint next to it.

Bill Com heaved a huge sigh. "I am SO not looking forward to telling your Mum about this" he said. "She never crashes Wilhelmina!"

Wizzie whined, his head on one side, and sniffed the shiny bits of glass on the path. Dot pulled him away in case he cut his nose on it. Then she put her arms round her Dad and gave him a big hug.

"Don't worry Dad!" she said. "Maybe we can stick the glass back together again...?"

Bill smiled and hugged her back. "Don't think so darling" he said. "Don't think our insurance company will be interested either!"

Bill locked the car and they all went in - Bill to own up, and Dot and Wiz to chill in front of the little TV in her room.

It was the commercial break when she switched on - it always seemed to be, no matter what time she decided to watch TV! But Dot didn't really mind because she really liked some of the ads, specially the funny ones.

Just as the picture came up, she saw it was one of her faves - which always made her laugh because it starred a cartoon mouse, all blue with a fat tummy, who reminded her of Mr Mouse.

The blue mouse was always near a computer because his adverts were all about an internet insurance company - and how you ought to pay a little bit of money every month, so's if you lost something or it got broken or stolen the insurance company could help you fix it or buy another one. That was what being insured was all about.

The tubby blue mouse's company was called esure.com - Dot could always remember that because she'd made up her own jingle about them which went "Be sure to be esured!" (Get it? "insured" ... "esured" ... she's quite proud of it... oh all right maybe it's not that funny!)

This time, the blue mouse was driving in his computer mouse around like a fairground dodgem car - but he was going TOO FAST and had a crash and smashed it all up.

Bit like poor Dad, thought Dot - hey! Wonder if they could help!

The fat blue mouse always said goodbye the same way, as he got back inside the computer mouse where he lived. "C'mon!" he went. "Give us a click!"

"I'll give you a click some day, cousin!" came a sassy Canadian voice. "Shee!" Dot and Wiz jumped.

It was Mr Mouse - up, awake and looking at the TV in a very cross way. "Shee-willikins!" he went, shaking his head.

Now what on earth is all this about, thought Dot!