#16 Flat


I’ve always had this weird niggling fear about getting a flat on the way to the airport. Well I don’t have to worry anymore – we had the flat tyre today. We were not more than five minutes from my sister’s place, gratefully running well ahead of time when there was a weird hissing sound and then the unmistakenable thunk of a flat.

No we didn’t change it – my brother-in-law was close by on his way home and helped pull it off.¬† Though there were at least four offers in a very short space of time for assistance. Who says chivallry is dead.

I love the reflection of my sister and the road¬† in the side of the car. I didn’t even realise it was there when I took it – was more focused on the very sad looking tyre.