Riding the Scorpion down a country lane last Wednesday we met a Range Rover who was determined not to get the slightest bit of grass [let alone mud] on his tyres. As there was not room I was forced off the road into a stony farm entrance whilst the RRover swept by without acknowledgment. Approximately 50 mtrs down the road one of my front tyres had deflated. We couldn’t find the cause of the flat [not helped by having forgotten ones glasses] so put in fresh tube. Pump up, put everything away to discover another flat. Wheel off, more hunting for something in the tyre, without success, tube no 2 in, pump up and go 5 yds to another flat. Wheel off, use friends spare tube [he was riding a Moulton with 20” wheels], but this time success. We decided to abort the ride as we only had one spare tube left between us and back we went, only as we turned into the car park for the other front to go flat. Getting grumpy now, so Scorpion in car and drive home to discover when boot opened the original tyre had now gone flat as well, making a total of five flats! I carefully inspected both tyres and found a number of small stones embedded, some needing a magnifying glass to see. So it was a pair of less than a year old Marathon Racers in the bin. MORAL stick to the trusty Marathon Plus’ when riding the narrow lanes of Hampshire.