I wasn't gonna go to the barbecue at Saint 21 last week. I had another meeting to go to, I was tired and mad at someone who's got a thing or two to learn about respect.
Anyway, Rob talked me into coming down with the camera. Not my finest work, but ok considering I had been awake for 22 hours by the time I got down to Saint 21.
At least I got to ride Jimmy's custom built bicycle. Jimmy is also responsible for Saint 21's grill, which used to be a wheelbarrow.

