Kipper throws a strop

Kipper being my car.

A couple of weeks ago I had a flat tyre driving back from Bunnahabhain at half one in the morning, which didn't please me much, but it was a novel experience to change a tyre by moonlight, and the most beautiful view I've ever had while changing a tyre, then the next morning, there was another flat tyre.
Now the fist one I could cope with, the second had me scuppered.
No Kwikfit, garage not open til Monday.
Rescue by friendly man with can of Tyreweld

This week the battery died when I was just finishing a visit in Port Ellen. Lucky it hadn't decided to die a couple of hours earlier when I was in the midle of nowhere.
No RAC, no-one answering their mobiles,
Rescue by Fireman/airport man

Suffice to say, I don't think Kipsy is enjoying island life much
He seems to be in revolt at the moment about the state of the roads, the salty air and the bird crap.
He is not appreciating that there are no traffic lights, no roundabouts, no pedestrian crossings and the man at the petrol station serves you your petrol.