Death to the Bean

Our Bean is no more.

Poor bugger. Beanjamin (as we'd come to call him) exploded. I don't quite know what happened but last night he was doing his job helping us get our washboard stomachs then this morning he had given up the ghost and deflated.

Turns out he burst a seam which is really annyoying. Perhaps it was his was of telling us that we are fatties and the only people that can use him safely are TV body models from infomercials.

At least we have the receipt so he can be replaced. Shame.