I’ve been taking it easy this week, after last Sunday’s long ride and also because I’m busy with real world stuff, basically sorting out where I’m going to be living for the next few years. Anyway, I did pop into town on the 3-speed yesterday to drop off the one cash donation I got for my charity bike ride. A Boy Scout does a good deed every day, and all that. So I come floating out of the Katharine House charity shop feeling fully engorged with pride, only to find I’d got my first puncture of the year. The rear, it had to be the rear!