Well that's it fellas. I am now pretty much bikeless.
I have kept my S&M NBD in case I ever fancy a go, as well as my pink Schwinn, GT race bike and the Supergoose. Everything else is gone. About 20 sets of tyres, 3 sets of wheels, 11 bikes and a F ton of spares and bits.
About 3 weeks ago my boiler blew up. Thankfully I live in rented accommodation but it turned into a nightmare. I had 8 bikes in the way of it (it is a smallish thing inside a cupboard in my bathroom, totally blocked by bikes). Turns out the upper heater shorted and needed replacing. However, I had to get everything out of there. So I had 8 bloody bikes in my bedroom. Which tbh? was so dangerous I had to jump ship and come to my mother's until it was all fixed.
It was virtually hoarding tbh. I don't know why or how I let it get so bad but yeah, the whole lot is pretty much gone from my flat now and the loft here at mum's is pretty much empty.
And holy F does it feel amazing

It is odd because I painted the Sunday water melon last summer. Literally right at the end of it. I then stashed away everything to turn it into a bike but when May came around and the sun came out? the spark was gone. Just completely gone. It was time.
So the collection is now on its way to rural France. With someone who appreciates it as much as I used to
