happy happy sad sad

Rip-rip-roaringly humorous things and bitter sadness.
Lets start with sad, this nice bike went the way of the relationship i was in when i gave it to the grrl who never rode it. Everything looks good and runs well, though you haven't serviced it in a while, then the crazy neighbours of the place where you're stashing it get their place fire-bombed(or fire-bomb it themselves not sure yet, and doesn't really matter). And here is the result.


The upside is I've reclaimed the carcass and striped and repainted the bits.Photos when the rebuilds complete.

20 meters of 4 meter high wall and this is the only thing on it.