Let down

I sauntered out of the house at 6.45 to drive up to Milton Keynes only to be confronted by a flat tyre. There are few sadder sights than a flat tyre, it's air of disappointment and futility all sagging there. I have one of those fabulous new spare wheels which isn't really a spare wheel and you can only do 50 miles on it. So I had to get it replaced. This left me with a dilemma - by the time I got it replaced and got to MK I would have missed two meetings. So I may as well stay home and do those by skype. So I did, and a nice man is coming to replace the tyre on the drive tomorrow. Actually I don't know if he's nice. I'm assuming.