- NOW SOLD -

Back in '06 before our government and silly over-borrowing consumers destroyed the economy I developed a fetish for folding bikes. As I like to pursue all obsessions to their absolute ultimate end, I have too many bikes which I've basically never used... Now I am going through a crisis of having an over-cluttered life and am starting having a clear-out of things I don't use.

This is a 2006 model Dahon Speed Pro. It was over £700 new, and then I upgraded the brakes to Magura HS-33 hydraulics (£100) and the chain to a high end SRAM chain with quick-release (£30+). It will be supplied without pedals as those currently installed are clipless that fit with special cleats that fit my other bikes, so budget on putting your own pedals on it.

The standard spec is:

• R4130 chromoly frame with custom-drawn Sonus tubing and Lattice forged hinge incorporates patented Re-Bar™, WrapAround chain stay and Fusion technologies.
• Highly adjustable riding position with Syntace VRO adjustable handlebar system
• Custom SDG I-Beam saddle system
• SRAM X7 derailleur with SRAM DualDrive - Massive 26" - 124" gear range
• Kinetix™ Pro S front wheel w/ suspension hub isolates high frequency road vibrations 
• DTF folding technology for fast 15 second folding
• SRAM DualDrive Shifters
• Chainset: Sugino XD cold-forged 6061 cranks with 2014-AL chainring
• Dahon Special Edition Schwalbe Stelvio Tyres

This is a folding bike built to serious road spec. I would estimate it's done 500 miles ever in its lifetime, so is basically like new apart from the dust on it.

The asking price is £400.

I can package well (I have a lot of cardboard and big bubble wrap) and send via courier for £10, otherwise I'm in Manchester if you'd like to view or collect.

If you are interested please email me robert@weareboy.co.uk

This year via my on-line shop I offered a £10 'blind valentine' where I would post a drawing to anyone a buyer wanted, but they didn't get to see it - not the message, not the materials, not anything. Valentine's day is good like that, you see, cos the normal stuff you can buy for it is so putridly pathetic that ANYTHING is an improvement.

MOONPIG YOU WANKY CHEESEMERCHANT BASTARDS JUST FUCK-OFF.

At the point of inception of this concept I was kind-of taking the piss thinking no-one would be brave enough, but amazingly I sold 9 out of the 10 I could produce, leaving 1 for my own girlfriend, which saved me buying an Asda card or doodling on a piece of wood, or something.

I asked all buyers to send me whatever details they liked about their relationship to the receipient, and that I might use it in some way. Interestingly 8 out of the 9 buyers were men, who had my girlfriend melting a bit reading their emails about how much they loved their partners. It was pretty emotional for all involved.

In the end I decided to design a base artwork, and customiseify it to fit the various recipients. I then etched the art onto copper clad boards and mounted in some craft-shop-from-hell chintzy heart aperture cards, which kind-of looked surprisingly good, and made a few people's day from the feedback received.

This mini-project could never have been completed successfully without my amazing girlfriend, Jo, who was totally supportive of my use of highly corrosive chemicals in her kitchen, and more-than up for getting completely covered in black gunk cleaning off the copper boards. I also couldn't really avoid her seeing her own one of these prior to Valentine's Day... Though I did insist on making this one myself from start to finish to prove that chivalry is not dead.

Thanks to all the buyers, I will be doing something similar next year, but for now.... It's mother's day approaching, and I have an idea in mind which I'll be talking about soon. If the new puppy doesn't eat my pencils.

You can follow my crappy artness on Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/BoyVsWorld

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I've been drawing stickmen for about 4 years now. Probably as a kid I had drawn a stick man at some point, but school always said I shouldn't do art because I was a spaz, so possibly I was just typing 'BOOBLESS' using a calculator instead. Thanks QEGS you uninspiring set of capitalist bastards!

I've done around 400 of these drawings to date, a lot of which I've published on Facebook, and there is a small selection on this blog. There have been a fair few people who've seen these and encouraged me to release them properly in some way, as a product. I didn't feel like selling out for a long time, and also had that trial of self-belief where I thought they would be ununderstandable to anyone other than myself or the most dysfunctional of friends I have.

After talking at Cornerhouse before Christmas, where I randomly showed some of these doodles, I noticed people were actually laughing, or at least feeling sorry for me and going 'ahhhh' as they connected with the sentiment portrayed.

This lead me to do anti-Xmas cards featuring stickman and various course or crude messages summing up the realist's view of the paper-thin pseudo religious holiday. (e.g. 'Xmas - Responsible for 99% of domestic suicides. Have a good one!'). These cards sold out quickly, scarily quickly...

Thanks to the unquivering support of my number 1 fan, my amazing girlfriend Jo, I felt maybe this stuff did have a place in the world, and produced prints of 11 of my drawings, ranging in subject matter from the insanely loving, to the deepest depths of dark, depraved mental illness (over-dramatic to the end).

These prints are all very short runs, about 10 to 30 of each, and I probably won't reproduce these particular designs ever again. I've tried to keep them as affordable as possible in respect of selling price, and of the cost of framing them for the owner (they fit standard Ikea frames)... This isn't an exercise for profit, it's to make people smile, or cry, or at least some kind of extreme reaction such as being sick, or rupturing a spleen.

If you have 5 minutes to waste today on something other than Twitter, Facebook, and working for da Man, then please check out my shop, you can use the discount code 'BOYBLOG40' to get 40% off print prices until the end of February. I'll be adding new prints and products over the coming months, but for now, I've spent all my cheddar on what's there so far... Hope you like!

http://shop.weareboy.co.uk

+ all that other pointless crap you hold so dear.

There is a saying... Give a man a fish, and he can eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he'll empty the oceans of absolutely everything in sight, pour it down the bellies of his 12 children, and become a huge burden on our health service. BUT THIS IS WHAT THE GOVERNMENT WANT YOU TO DO!

Tree decorations can cost quite a lot, and you only use them once a year. Inkjet printers cost a bit  more, but you use them all the time, and they can make anything.

There is a message here for everyone.

I can't bear Christmas generally. I think it's a very, very hollow event. It's the epitomy of the term anticlimax, due to this emptiness. A highly flawed concept, all in all... Bit like football.

I've already tackled anti-xmas cards this year with some success, and so I thought why not stare the monster in the face, and attempt going through the motions of having an average Christmas (which people may often incorrectly call 'a good Christmas').

I have a tree, which I've slung a string of fairy lights round, and hung a few baubles my mum gave me on. I realise this is quite undertrimmed by most Christmas afficinados' standards, but I refuse to let this pointless annual event cost me money... I'll need all that for whatever intoxicants I can get my hands on to blot out how horrendously poor the event itself will be. Which brought me directly to home made crap to stick on the dead tree in the name of 'aren't we having such FUN!'.

To cut a long story short, I had some fuseable beads, like kids use, and Jo decided we should make something to top the tree with real meaning, not just the same irrelevant, predictable symbols everyone has been brainwashed into using for all time.

Through maybe an hour's worth of effort by the pair of us (me sorting the right colours of beads out and Jo doing assembly), we produced the Christmas Heart. A thing of naive simple beauty, with inherent geek value due to the pixel construction. (l33t h4x0r pwned!!!)

I have been listening to the Mariah Carey and Diana Krall Christmas albums on repeat to increase the festiveness inside my heart, maybe I'm getting there... Maybe indigestion.

--- JESUS vs SANTA : The Ultimate Showdown!!!

Nothing, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING says ppppaaaarrrttttttyyyy like hedgehog cake. Well, not when you are about 6 years old anyway.

As none of the people I think of as friends plan on growing up anytime soon, this was the obvious choice for the Breakin' Bread Xmas Special.

Breakin' Bread

The art of communal mealtimes at Islington Mill, the idea being to bring some food and share with others over lunchtime chatter. Extreme purists say you should always make the food you bring, though many less-able and less-organised attendees are allowed to attend (but silently shunned) with pre-bought foodstuffs from Sainsbury's.

Back to caking... And specifically some general instructions on making your own hedgehog.

What we are trying to create here is a rustic novelty abstract animal cake which is stupendously sickly and consists of as much chocolate as possible. It also must have a face. These are the rules we're playing to here.

Ingredients

• 1 * Tesco Chocolate Fudge Cake Mix (easiest because it contains cake and icing mix, some other brands only include the cake mix)
• 2 * Eggs
• 75ml Cold Water
• 2 Tbsp Milk
• 2 Tbsp Vegetable Oil
• Buttery Stuff

Cooking Shiz

• 2 * Sandwich Tins
• 1 * Mixing Bowl
• 1 * Measuring Spoons
• 1 * Measuring Jug
• Greaseproof Paper

Commence Bog-Standard Cakery

First bake the cake as per the cake mix instructions. You will end up with the two halves of the standard cake sandwich, which then need sticking together using the adhesive that is 'fudge icing' (part of the cake mix pack).

Stop with the cake mix pack instructions at this point... This is where we have to go freestyle on this shit.

Pimp My Cake

Take your stuck together chocolate cake and cut it in a similar pattern as above. You will want to cut the side parts slightly thinner than I did here, or your headgehog will turn out tall and thin like mine did. I was okay with this look as I'm so anti-obsesity, and despite me taking the time out of my life to write this blog entry about a dumb cake, didn't really care that much.

Next, stick the two sides on the top using glue, I mean fudge icing, and get rid of the two smaller offcuts of cake somehow... Maybe these could be used to add extra appendages to your hedgehog if a genetically deformed form is preferred (e.g. trying to approximate a 'mong').

Hopefully you should now have the vision to turn this thing into a hedgehog through complete coverage by fudgey-mortar, and then using rows of chocolate buttons cut in half.

Style out the face in whatever way you like. I used a glace cherry for a nose, and spent about 15 minutes cutting thin strips of chocolate out of some buttons to make 'I AM FUCKIN DEAD' eyes... Thereby making this a deadgehog. Bringing death to a party is always a good way to remind people that WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE.

Delivery and Consumption

You can action this part of the process in your own personal way, but I put mine on some tin foil and drove 40 miles to deliver it in a specialist tupperware cake box, which any heterosexual male should have at least one of.

I have to admit a lot of the spines had subsided overnight, and the hedgehog had suffered quite a major spinal prolapse due to the top of my cake being so convex, thereby forcing the two cut off/stuck on bits to lean in opposite directions... Not the general look you are aiming for, though it kind of worked in the context of it being so DEAD.

Here are Breakin' Bread hardcoreists Sarah Jay and Lou Gardner enjoying deadgehog like cutesy toddlers at a birthday party just before we all played musical chairs and had a 'quiet time' lie down with some milk and security blankets.

I own a lot of shoes. It's definitely a buying compulsion.

In order to normalise my behaviour I thought it good to buy copious amounts of trainers and justify it as a business related activity, thereby both feeding my addiction whilst keeping it tax deductable.

These are currently my footwear-of-choice due to their somewhat waterproof nature suiting how the grass which we park on outside Islington Mill has turned into a large pool of muddy sludge recently...

While my feet are keeping dry, you can enhance your retail visualisations with my work.

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