My thoughts last night were dark and brooding...
I'd had a good ride into work (22 miles) in the morning. Decided to catch the train home, had a leisurely ride to the station (ok ok I went flat out). tucked the bike away and sat down.
Collected bike, got off at my station, started to pull away.... and twang twang twang twang.... eh?
oh super fantastic.
At some point on the journey someone had either kicked or stomped on the rear wheel and snapped a spoke and bent the rim.
sigh.