Yes … for the second time. Sheesh.

I was driving home when suddenly there was a ‘plop plop plop’ sound. Immediately, Hubs was on the alert. He called out, ‘Bunyi apa tu? Tayar pancit lagi?’

We were lucky. We were near the exit and I came off the highway near Bartley Road East (or something like that). We all trooped out of the car and yes, true enough, the tyre was heavily punctured. Bleh …

Amidst all these, and despite being stranded for a good 30 minutes, we were lucky for the following:

1.    We were near an exit.

2.    It was not raining, nor scorching either.

3.    I was NOT alone! Phew.

4.    We just had brunch, so we were not grouchy, hungry or irritable (rather, it was an adventure for the boys).

5.    It occurred while we, and NOT Ibu Ros, were using the car.

6.    We had many helplines.

7.    We had our mobiles (with charged batteries) with us.

8.    SuperBapak came to the rescue!

.: Flat as a pancake.                                            

.: Masing-masing cari haluan sendiri.       

.: Jacking it up.     

.: Punctured picnic, anyone?  

.: SUPERBAPAK to the rescue!       

.: Some 'moisturizer' to the works.     

.: The ugly but workable spare tyre.        

I have just checked something that I have been dreading and realized that God has been so very kind. Hee. I’m happy . But I have just re-read something that I realized that I have misinterpreted at first reading. Would God be as kind as before now? Gulp. I’m anxious .