Had to post this snap of my neighbour, Martin, and his lush '65 (?) Splittie that he has lovingly restored. Of course i suffer from slight bus envy, but that's outweighed by having such a knowledgeable and helpful mate on the street. It has to inspire you when you are getting fed up scraping off paint and wrestling with bodywork, to see Martin cruise by; although it makes me laugh when he is so critical of his bus, pointing out that this line is not straight, and that patch of paint is slightly discoloured. I guess that's the curse of having such a pristine bus, you have to keep it up. If you notice he keeps his distance when passing the old cheese grater!