This week, my three-wheel diesel pickup was vandalised, near my front door. It has a vertical air intake, which was ripped open with power. I think it may be possible that it was sabotage. Strategic sabotage to my vehicles and my property has dogged me ever since the close of my urban ministry (see elsewhere on my blog). This latest could have done serious damage to my engine, if I hadn't seen it soon. OBSERVATION: I am used to it now. One's heart sinks for a moment, but none of these things (like the pickup) does one take to eternity.