Wheres me jumpa

Spending the weekend in Carlow generally means great dinners, all the dessert a man could ever want, cheap pints of Guinness, the occasional donation of food or household items for my place in Dublin, generally its a cheap and relaxing weekend.

I spent last weekend in Rome with Minnie so a wallet recharging weekend in Carlow was required. I was in the county all of 20 minutes when the Moon surface replica that is Carlow roads, struck. One of my Alfa alloys descended into a crevice so deep that molten magma was found at the base. The result was a loud banging noise which did not go away, as I hoped. Buckled rim, burst tyre.

A few phone calls and a friend was able to find me a replacement. But as with most car trouble, once you find one problem, the floodgates open. Turns out my back two tyres would make Kojak look like Chubacka. And I cant just put in a new tyre on the front, so 4 new tyres.

The mechanic I left it with also suggested that my timing belt should be done immediately. It is not due for another 5k but better safe than sorry. Its also due a service. So down a nice few quid.

I have returned to the pothole to take a picture. I have also taken a picture of the damage to the rim. I have also taken a copy of the bill to replace the tyre and rim. I will be submitting it to the local council office.