Broken bike

Last week it was a broken pedal, and today it was a puncture. I didn’t notice anything particularly hazardous on the road, but there seems to be loads of glass on the road generally, so it was probably that.
It’s a pain in the arse, because now I have to walk to work tomorrow, and then set aside some time for the repair. I have a patch kit somewhere, but I haven’t got any tools to get the tyre off. When I was a kid I remember that we used to use spoons out of the kitchen drawer – which probably accounted for the cutlery with kinks in the handles that my family had to endure for years.
Maybe I should just admit defeat, and get the cycle shop to do the repair.