Laurence Allan—Writer, Cyclist

Put me back on my bike.

I am sitting on my doorstep staring at my bike. It’s new, serviced and lubricated. I am old, arthritic and discombobulated. It’s not as if it’s some sinister exocet of a machine. It’s a pedal bike. What, as kids, we would romantically call a racing bike with drop handles, but what is now referred to […]