I have a new bike. It started with a scrap of paper full of sketches and scribbles and ideas for a new frame, with some nice colouring in. I took this scrawl to the pub to meet my friendly local frame-builder and over a few pints we talked about this and that while he translated my random jottings into meaningful numbers and he promised alchemy to turn them into something lovely.
Some while later my frame turned up.
Before I've even turned a pedal on the thing this bike seems to be laden with what could be called "Soul".