Went to the car yesterday. Flat tyre.
Took all the stuff out of boot to put on spare - found that the jack was bent.
Knocked on someone's door and borrowed a crow-bar. Straightened jack.
Fitted jack and took weight of car slightly.
Bent two half-inch wheel wrenches trying to untighten nuts on wheel. Almost popped own nuts with the effort.
Concluded that the tyre-fitter only pretented to put the correct torque on nuts, having virtually welded them to the wheel with a pneumatic impact spanner. Torque clicked too soon, now remember.
Phoned breakdown insurance and spoke to someone whose first language was not English.
Spent 15 minutes given her car's life history, followed by own life history. Kept on hold for another lifetime as she booked the call-out.
Waited for another lifetime for the break-down truck to arrive. An hour late, because his depot was in Weston Super Mare and two roads are closed in Bath at same time due to non-communication between traffic authorities.
Mechanic removed nuts and fitted spare-wheel to car in 5 minutes.
Bill for £50 paid.
Am betting that the tyre company tells me that the Pirelli is not mendable, even though only 3 months old and bought from them.
Expect to have to pay another £140 for one tyre, having spent another lifetime driving through Bath traffic and waiting my turn in queue.
Yadder yadder yadder.
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