Broken

After being looked after by the brother-in-law for the last few months, we picked up the rest of our stuff.
Included in this lot was the OH's bike (stashed mine over my dads ages ago). He was looking forward to riding it to work instead of walking. Not sure how far it is, about 4 miles I think, and as I was going to be at work myself I couldn't drive him.
He spent ages cleaning it and pumping up the tyres all ready (or so he thought)
When I arrived home from work this is what I found along with a note saying the innertube is split and he's had to walk after all.
Now I'm not a wicked person, but the thought of all that effort did make me chuckle a bit to myself!!