Last week I had a slow puncture in a rear tyre.
Well ok it was three weeks ago but I kept blowing it up until last week when I finally got around to having it repaired.
The repair happened on Friday.
This morning, driving to pick up asparagus spears, a journey of some two thirds of a mile, I hit a pot hole. By the time I'd reached the tea rooms my front tyre was almost flat.
*sigh*
This time it couldn't be repaired.
Either my driving is terrible or there's a conspiracy involving the local garage....
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