My OH's quick solution to a flat tyre

[SatNavSaysStraightOn]

Be warned! First it's wheels then next it's underwear

underwear? thought you meant nicking mine then... he leaves that on the landing rather than putting it in the laundry basket as it is. OK worried now, do you mean nicking mine?

 

[Arch]

Put a few more holes in his tyres while he is out.

When he returns, insist on getting your wheels back and that he fixes his own punctures. While you are removing your wheels from his bike, slacken off the brakes and the headset.

I'll make sure I don't borrow any of your wheels!

Mind you, I'd come home and find a winch, an oversized electric motor, 57 batteries and three extra wheels fitted to my other bikes...

 

[SatNavSaysStraightOn]

I'll make sure I don't borrow any of your wheels!

Mind you, I'd come home and find a winch, an oversized electric motor, 57 batteries and three extra wheels fitted to my other bikes...

oh sometimes dyslexia is a great sin, miss read that completely.

 

[Archie_tect]

Satnav, you're a paragon...

 

[SatNavSaysStraightOn]

Satnav, you're a paragon...

despite having to look that one up, thank you.

 

[Brains]

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You sorted his punctures and changed his tyres?

You should be behind the door rolling pin at the ready!

Or failing that, come to live at my place.
A girl that fixes her own punctures ( and mine) has earnt a bed for the night!

 

[Archie_tect]

So, where are you going to sleep Brains?

 

[Andy_R]

Be warned! First it's wheels then next it's underwear

underwear? thought you meant nicking mine then... he leaves that on the landing rather than putting it in the laundry basket as it is. OK worried now, do you mean nicking mine?

as long as he doesn't start putting holes in it..............

 

[Night Train]

There's a man living very dangerously in this household right now! no chocies and when I asked him where my wheels were, and got the response "I thought it would be a permanent swap!"...

humf...

I can certainly think of another option on the 'permanent swap'. There are plenty of single guys who wouldn't swap out your wheels.

 

[Night Train]

I'll make sure I don't borrow any of your wheels!

Yebbut you'd ask first, and I'd say, 'Yeah, no probs!'

Mind you, I'd come home and find a winch, an oversized electric motor, 57 batteries and three extra wheels fitted to my other bikes...

 

[Scoosh]

There is hope in a couple of earlier posts:

how he can make it up? ... after I have cooked his evening meal and after I offered to cycle to his work yesterday with his sandwiches he had left at home

..... and clean before he arrives home ready for his evening meal (yep, same pan).

I'm thinking along the lines of arranging for sandwiches "not to be found" as he heads out the door to cycle to work ...
"Don't worry, I'll cycle in and bring them to you"

Finds flat tyre. "Attempts" to repair flat ... but so sad - it's unsuccessful

.... "are you coming in with my sandwiches ?" - Oh, I'm having real trouble getting the tyre off/on - I'll be about 10 mins ....
<makes cup of tea (green, with lemon ) ...

<finds really important thing to do around the house ....>

Make tea in The Pan - mince is good, as the crunchy bits can be carefully disguised ....

SNSSO: Would you like to/ Do you think you should repair your tyre now - Dear !!!

"Oh, yes - and thank you for that lovely mince - I really liked the crunchy bits - made it quite unusual ...."

 

[SatNavSaysStraightOn]

A formal request for my wheels to be returned has now been submitted!

 

[Scoosh]

... as has his "evening meal" ?

 

[TheDoctor]

Formal request?
No, sorry, I'd have been somewhat to say the least.
I'm not even sure that many people have touched my Carbon Uberbike, let alone taken bits off it.
In fact, only one other person has ever ridden it, and that's Plax of this parish.
Even that was only because I was having a go of her Galaxy.

 

[SatNavSaysStraightOn]

It seems he is completely oblivious to the dilema he has caused yesterday (and also oblivious to my chain having been in one of the kitchen pans!)
I got the "why do you want them back" questions last night after the formal request to return my wheels - something he discussed at length with his older brother on the phone (in good humour, he is one of 4 brothers which could be where I made the inital mistake 20 years ago!).
This morning, he got up and swapped them back. Regretfully he seemed completely unawares of all the noise he was making in a silent house, first directly under the open bedroom window, where his bike was locked to our touring bikes, and then directly under the open bedroom door (spiral staircase leading to dining room) where my bike had remained in pieces overnight.
He seemed rather surprised when he realised I had given up trying to sleep and come downstairs to speed things up and turn out the lights!
I got a goodbye kiss, but there is no sign of a box of chockies yet (though I appreciate this can be difficult because I'm allergic to dairy, so he has to find a health food shop that sells Booja-Booja chocolates rather than simply walk into Morrison's across the road from his work, but I think the concept may have been missed entirely).
Now all I need to do is sort my bike out properly, re-true the wheels (yet again) and get my trip meter working, replace the seals between the wheels and frame which are still on the dining room table and get some more sleep.
Men, are they really worth it? I'll get back to you on that one, maybe.