BurbleChaz

We pottered over to Port Melbourne today. We stopped for a muesli bar (see? exhibits learning behaviour) before coming back. I was idly inspecting the furiously intricate rear suspension on my bike when The Observant One pointed out the tyre defect inches from my nose.

"I don't think it's meant to look like that."

It held together for the gentle ride home, including a few extra kms as we took a short-cut. On the bright side, it could have blown ten kms from civilisation yesterday. And I get to buy a new one.