Patched...

I quite like fixing punctures in my bike tyres. I find it quite satisfying going through the motions of finding the hole, sanding it down, spreading the glue then waiting on it drying and patching it. As a result, I have a couple of inner tubes that are getting to be more patch than original tube.

I found out tonight that I have a daughter to match.

She's got this wee collection, one wrapped around a digit and one on the palm of her right hand. I think we have actually run out of plasters in the house.