Mind the Gap
Somehow managed to dodge the worst of the worst today, even knocked back the offer of a lift home and stopped off down The Shore to snap the next bit of worst blowing in all orangey from over Stirling. Last quarter of a mile was to a soundtrack of 'pssst... pssst... pssst' with every turn of the back wheel and by the time I got to the top of the hill I was running on a rim.
Buggered if I'm fixing that now, cadging a lift into work tomorrow.
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