This week after riding home on another flat tyre I decided action was needed so I went to cycle king with tyre measurements (no not mine the bikes) I asked for a tube without “one of those new fangled valves” which are in my opinion are rubbish and have been responsible for my cycle woes of late.
Last night I wrestled with the bike and eventually put it back together. Phew. Sorted. (or so I thought)
It all went wrong however. ( maybe I do need hubby after all-sssh)
On the way to school the wheel moved and started rubbing on the frame. This meant unloading the panniers, turning the bike upside down and adjusting the wheel. Phew. Sorted. ( or so I thought)
Disaster number two occurred after I dropped madam and attempted to get on and ride it only to discover the chain had come off. After much swearing and mumbling and thinking 😡😡😡 the environment, to 😲😲😲😲 with juneathon I am going home for the car, I eventually got it sorted. This was after standing on my favourite sunglasses and getting really greasy hands (guess who was wearing a white blouse today) could the day get ‘any tougher than this’?!
Day 29-not great
shazruns 
Well persevered!
now I remember why I prefer running to cycling 🙂
LOL I think you need to bite the bullett and ask him to help!