Three bloody punctures. The first two used up my spare inner tube, so phoned Mrs crikey for a lift home. Then after buying new inner tubes, tried again for an evening spin only to puncture again. Obviously something stuck in the tyre, but I can't find it, so got another lift home.
Pah.
I could go tubeless, it's on the cross bike, but too much faff is putting me off, although I could actually kill someone I'm that jeffed off.
