A tale of woe.
Having fixed the puncture, I got as far as the Billy trail, having put on some speed to try to catch up. I then punctured again – back wheel again. Another flint but high up on the sidewall which is unusual. I think I must have picked it up while the tyre was deflating the first time.
Anyhow, I had no spare tubes left and figured nature was telling me something, so I abandoned.
I left a message on Mike’s phone which I hope you got so you weren’t waiting for me at the garden centre.