Easy ride down to O2 with barely any traffic in sight. When we hit the O2, thought the fun might be just about to start... a loud hiss that could be heard miles away and before I realised, the distressed look on Brian's face said it all. A blardy puncture on his rear bling tubular hed >.<"
An early night for me and a long walk for Brian with only the sound of his own footsteps...
p.s. Pic taken right after his puncture where the fun has left the cold night.