Carry On Inflating…

Up at 5am for bird surveys. Whist off-roading, the front left tyre went flat. Voom. Just like that. Fast puncture.

Now then. This wheel was the spare, as we’d previously had a slow puncture. That wheel was fixed and awaiting our collection in Sam’s garden. So we had no spare. We did however have a diving air canister in the back of the car. Just in case this should happen!

The fun began.
We developed a speedy method of inflating the tyre/tube, throwing canister back in car, screwing air cap back on, throwing ourselves in to the car, and driving as slowly as possible but as far as possible. While the air violently and rapidly hissed out leaving a flat hot empty tyre each time. Each of these times lasted just a few minutes, a few hundred metres. I very much felt like I was living in a Carry On film.

Having reached Sam’s and the spare tyre, tyres swapped, we then headed for town to get the duff one repaired. Typically, the recommended tyre repair shop was closed.

Having found another one. The tyre fixer showed us how the inner tube was shredded. Unrepairable. But guess what… He doesn’t keep any stock. So obviously we had to drive across town to a store that sells inner tubes.

Eventually. Tyre fixed. Back home after what felt like a tyre related whole morning. Lunch. Feed Camilla. Back to Fontein to work on Internet. Back to the car to go do our dusk bird surveys. What? Another flat tyre. Argghhh!

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About Olivia N Masi

From art college drop-out, to office space-planner, to back-packer, to air stewardess, to brolly babe, to model agent, to wildlife conservationist. How? I've always believed in jumping at every opportunity that comes my way. This has taken me along some bizarre career paths. None of which I regret. I have been to amazing places and met fascinating people. And having worked in the motor sport industry I've sadly experienced too many beloved friends take one adrenalin step too many. I think of them always. I've hung out with pop-stars, sports personalities, and millionaires. I reached a point when nothing but VIP would do. And then something happened. My pops passed away and I felt the need to reconnect with my Italian side. Whilst in Italy, I learnt to be resourceful, to recycle everything, to listen to the valley, to grow my own veg, to catch and tame feral cats, and to follow my heart. My heart led me to a desire to save this beautiful Earth, and all the wonderful life upon it. And so I read, and then I studied with the Open University. I suddenly found myself accepted on a BSc in Wildlife Conservation, having left school with pitiful qualifications. So here I am. A qualified Wildlife Conservationist. A scientist I suppose. I love nothing more than to listen to birdsong, and watch, learn and photograph wildlife. So here is to me getting the perfect job where I can contribute to saving one of Earth's beautiful species. Do I miss the glamour of the old life? The VIP lifestyle? The petrol-head adrenalin? The buzz of being a successful business owner? Only occasionally. Though it seems more like the distant dreams of a previous life.
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One Response to Carry On Inflating…

  1. You go girl! Nothing can stop you.


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