I knew from the moment the aeroplane moved onto the runway that there was a problem.

It remained still, the engines idling, then it began to move as the roar of the motors increased.

Faster and faster it rolled along the tarmac until the nose began to lift. It was in the air, climbing rapidly. My heart was beating, nay, pounding with trepidation. It rose higher and higher, and the wing dipped as it began to turn.

Suddenly, it fell, hitting the ground with a mighty crash!

I let the radio controller droop in my hands. Such an expensive toy!