T gave me a gift this evening: a puncture repair kit!
It contains: two tyre levers, adhesive, chalk, a marker crayon, sandpaper and 24 patches.
This last item worries me a little. Surviving three punctures in less than a fortnight is bad enough, but the thought of getting 24 of the bloody things makes me feel sick to the stomach…
Let’s just hope I never have to use this gift.