Change the tyre? Who me?

For a lot of women, their idea of changing a tyre, is standing on the side of the highway, next to their “going nowhere slowly car” with their hand on their hip, lips pouted and chest out – After all, some dumbstruck male is going to jump at the opportunity to be around your fabulousness. But , although smart – that route is not always safest. You never know who or what is coming to your rescue. My idea of changing a tyre is calling my husband on the phone and asking him to assist me or to send someone…