My son had his presious bike stolen.

My son, Laurie, had spent the entire summer working at Tesco with great purpose. He had to find the money to replace the fractured frame to his down hill mountain bike. The day came when he had saved the money and ordered the frame, a Specialized Demo 8, and took delivery of it.
The following day having spent many hours transferring all the other parts that he had built up over the previous year to the new frame he was ready to ride. He met up with his biking buddies at Leckhampton and showed off with great pride his achievement. I dare say with a certain amount of youthful bragging.
He then cycled home to Cheltenham. Locked his bike to the railings just outside his kitchen, sat down with cold drink, and a few minutes later decided to bring his bike in only to find it stolen. Bolt cutters had sheared through the cable and it had gone.
What toad like creature had prayed on his joy.
It seems those praying on such objects of desire, had latched on to him and his evident enthusiasm and saw an opportunity for theft. Little realising that this was not just any old bike.
A specialized demo 8, only 4 in the country to date, is very special but more important is the emotional investment my son has in this bike. Since the death of his girl friend Victoria a year ago, this bike and biking has held his world together.
What the bastard thieves did not realise was they broke a man from the only emotional support he had.
I watch and listen to a man devastated again each morning as his reason to be cheerful in the face of Victoria's death is no longer there.
It will take years for him to save enough to replace such a bike. Whilst some cretin gets an early fix or Christmas present for a fraction of its cost.
There is a reward for any information that leads to the recovery of the bike.
so if you here of such a unique objetc being offered on the internet, small adds, or conversation in the pub. Get in touch. Please.