So just a normal day in the centre of Bristol then! You know that sick feeling wen you look out of the window and there's a bike shaped hole from where you left it.....Police were called & the security guard questioned (nice guy but had been wambling elsewhere at the time) & as we chatted the theiving scumbags ran across the end of the road with it. So I ran after them, and lucky for me they dumped the bike by the river - one of the guys who helped me look found it. I've discovered that there are some nasty people in Bristol, but also some really great ones too (oh and running full pelt in flip flops is not to be recommended!). At least I have the bike back - it was the XT, and I've not even had it for a week! It's now not parked at work, and has the biggest chain & lock I could find (if thats any deterent at all these days).