I changed my own front tyre this evening before setting off for work, and consequently feel very manly.

It was obviously flat. Practically everyone I know who’s ever been in a similar situation has phoned the RAC and played heavily on the ‘single female’ line, and I didn’t think I could get away with that.

I was somewhat relieved to discover that I did have everything I needed to change it in the car. (The thought had been bugging me all round France.)