Puncture!

No wonder we woke up in the campervan in a heap at one side of the bed!

A slow puncture emptied the air during the night!

Couldn't get the last bolt off with the nut wrench. It started to twist the wrench! So we sat by the side of the Loch and waited for the breakdown man to assit. Ducks and swans came to say hello. My loved one read a book, I drew her portrait!

Much more pleasant than waiting at the side of a motorway.


(Think this might be my 200th, but I'm back daing this post, so not sure what will happen!)