It was at noon yesterday that I found that my scooter had a flat tyre.
If it was my car, I would have simply rung my clients advising that I would be a little late and changed the tyre then and there. The scooter is a different matter because you can’t carry a spare tyre, and because most tyre places cannot change it for you as they don’t have the correct tools.
I had two other appointments, so I walked between them, pretending that it was not really that warm outside, (luckily the town is not too big) and then managed to find someone who knew about such things as flat tyres on motor cycles. He bought me a can of miracle stuff that pumped up the tyre and sealed it against further leaks. He said the downside was that I had to ride it for 10 km for it to set. Luckily for me that was the exact distance home and I arrived there at 4pm.
Mr Johbot did not mind not being the one called to rescue me. He’s a builder and spent yesterday putting a Colourbond roof on a house. The dame weather is predicted for today.
Johanna