Bag to life



The constant talk of new bags in the house spurred something within. I had previously mentioned that I was considering a new shell for my trusty boblbee. Picked up almost 6 years ago from a shop in Cannes, it has withstood admirable abuse - safely carrying a bottle of champagne and four flutes into the middle of a packed Brighton on the eve of the millenium, carting assorted laptops to work and back in London, San Diego and Lexington, and being mistaken for a rocket pack or a sled wherever it goes. It's not survived without a scratch though, with cracks beginning to appear and most recently a triangle shaped piece of the ABS shell breaking off. It was time to act.

I never received any feedback from you, dear readers, on what colour to go for, so I decided on matte black. A phone call to the nice lady who runs the US operation out of Las Vegas and a new shell was winging it's way to me, tracked on it's journey by Dashboard and one of its widgets.

Last night, after going to the pub with Elle and Ben, I broke out the spanner and screwdriver to effect the transformation.

Voila!





The new stealth boblbee!

I'm not the only one who was busy with a spanner yesterday. Mr Car had open heart surgery, and I picked him up at the end of the day, complete with new water pump, radiator and timing belt. Between that and his new roof, I shall be keeping him for a while yet, I think.

Posted: Sat - May 7, 2005 at 11:54 am        

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