Puncture Post again

[bunn]

Yes, it's another tyre post. On Sunday, on my way home from Oldies Club camping (which was great fun by the way) I stopped at the White Horse of Uffington for a walk and to break the journey and realised I had a flat tyre!

It's the same one that was resealed in March, rear left. Fortunately, I had my marvelous cigarette lighter powered tyre pump, so I was able to pump it up and drive home. It seems to be staying up for the time being, but I am keeping a wary eye on it.

WHY DOES THE GOD OF TYRES HATE ME, WHY???

Also, I have just realised that I drove to Oxfordshire and back in a car without a current MOT. Oopsie. Booked in now.

Comments

[ladyofastolat.livejournal.com]

I imagine the god of tyres looks something like the Michelin man, though I can't see him getting on with the others Mount Olympus. More an Asgard sort of guy, I think. I can imagine him fighting at Ragnarok, hurling flaming tyres at his enemies. As for why he hates you, though, I don't know.

[philmophlegm.livejournal.com]

I reckon Vulcan would be the god of tyres. He must be the god of rubber after all.