Usual bollocks
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I do. He's left me bikeless, and with no bike to sell to have money for transport in the US.
Not including the misery I've undergone sorting out a VERY short notice plan B, and the insurance company, I've also messed around no fewer than 20 people (excluding the LoFos on the rideout, and the people involved in the prang), of which 2 are Foccers, and one who is now being an absolute saint at helping sell the little that remains of my previous pride and joy. And two of those people are my very old and ill Dutch grandparents (Grandmother has Alzheimer's), whom I was hoping to see before I head off. Thanks to the crash, I couldn't go. And I can't afford/ don't have time to get up there before I go either.
Forgetting the liability, the fact that I'm now un-insurable for the next five years, and the amount of money I'd already poured in to that machine getting it set up properly with all the extras, I have also lost a significant sum of money on ferry tickets and other travel costs. Not to mention the resale - that bike was worth £1,600 - want to know how much I've made so far in sales? £80. 5%.
And then Simon tells me that nothing was his fault, and bleats his platitudes when all the people concerned say he was an important factor - and tells me he "doesn't deserve my anger"?
Simonm - take a long, hard look at yourself.