Anyone using Foxtons as a reference point for house prices in London has even less of an idea what they are talking about.

Its all relative, if you live in Dalston its posh, if you live in Chelsea its a shithole

This is above Kick on Shoreditch Hi St, £1.5m to you sir.

eh? where did I says that it's easier to pay?

now that's a bit posh.

I#ll take it!

Thats cheap where i come from, and in the central London property market that is very cheap for that amount of space.

Why on earth you would want to drop that kind of money in that part of town is beyond me

It's well Saville.

It's all city boys with big bonuses and wide-smiled media plums buying these places.

Sorry mate - I meant that faced with your pride and joy right there in front of you it is perhaps easier to pay and get it back rather than do something else and take a chance..

yeah, it is, but if you have quite a handful of mate around, you could even try and get it back for nothing, but if the person/group look threatening, then it's wise to pay up front if you want your pride and joy back.

wow alex i didn't know you guys found it!! soo awesome. house rule #1 - no leaving the doors open.

house rule #2 - always lock your bike even when its at home

So did you get your bike back?

ayye, its snugg asleep right now.

glad you got it back

oh it's back! well done. damn, that's really good news.

Cuppa T
congratulations on getting your bike back. i will tell you all I story. I was at my friends Helens House in Belfast for a party 2 months ago. We drank alot including 1 bottle of Buckfast. I went to cycle home on my nagasawa at 6am. I made it to the top of the estate, fell off and put my bike against the bushes and proceeded to walk home in black-out state. Next morning I woke and realised I lost my bike. I went back to the estate (yes a council estate) and put up posters offering a reward. There were sightings of the bike so i marched round the estate for the next two-days. I got the bike back in perfect condition! Old people, hoods, young kids, had been looking out for my bike to get the reward. The men in their 30's plus that I met were quizzing me about graffiti of my posters, and if they saw the bike they would sell it. I met the kids who found my lost bike who then stored it in from the rain for the thought the bike was weird but special with no brakes and being fixed. They said that they thought that the bike looked good but they could not have any fun on it so they got bored and brought it home. Fliping unreal and in comparison to London it kinda made me realise that provincial regions sometimes do get a bit of slagging but sometimes they are the best places to be in a crisis. No more Buckfast for me.