Simplicity Itself…
A Christmas Tale Who remembers getting their first bike? For me, it’s a family story that’s been told countless times. Christmas circa 1973 and I awake to a bright, shiny red bike. It wasn’t shop new; it was an old bike that Dad had painted and done up. Nevertheless, I was excited and happy. That…
How slowing down a bit from time to time helps us all.
A new (old) bike and an idea about making riding normal. Let me explain… I used to be a strictly go fast, in bunches, wearing lycra, kind of cyclist. I’m a member of our local cycle club committee, I race (and sometimes do well) and take part in events, both fun and a little more…
Adrian
Glynis