I thought I'd tell you of a big event this morning, because it needs a witness, somebody to say to Eternity, Yes, I too saw these things. I took the rego off the postie bike (my old motorbike, which a friend bought and which I'm now selling for her), as it's being put up for sale without it. A certain emotion rose up in me, which I remember also feeling when I made the decision - a kind of internal commitment - to buy a new bike. It was a kind of sentimental sadness to saying goodbye to a cherished friend. That bike has seen me through so much, and was my salvation in certain difficult times (I used to ride it through the eastern suburbs for hours late at night). It's kind of had a role, or a presence, in everything in my life for the past three years, which has been a big three years. Sounds sentimental, and it is, but there you go. I realise that deep down in me that bike has much more significance than just transport. Goodbye postie (your passing is not without a tear) :nopity: If you need to, share with me your sad passing, that we may weep together (like those warrior Greeks, so many years ago, down by their ships on the shores of Troy).