The drive home from work takes me less than five minutes and I managed to get a sodding puncture!
How can that happen?
I blame farmers with their slow-moving vehicles and hedge-shaking trailers that knock debris and thorny twigs into the road for unsuspecting drivers like myself to encounter. Bastards. Anyway, I struggled to put the spare tyre on and all I suffered was some dirty trousers and a broken nail, so it’s not too bad. I don’t know where the nearest tyre place is but I’m sure it’s not too far, and once I stop moaning about it in this blog I’ll go online and find one.
RC 20-10-14
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