Yesterday was a red-letter day for the cycling world within our small family. I called in on Helen and Amy in their lovely new house, with my Brompton in the boot on the offchance that Amy might wish to cycle somewhere too. Unbeknownst to me, Helen (not a very confident cyclist as a child) had nevertheless heroically been to buy a bike from Recyke-a-bike only the day before, so all three of us were able to cycle several miles to a café where we had lunch. And then we all cycled back again.
This involved quite a few roads and pavements and was Amy's first really serious cycle ride. I just wish I had taken my camera, but I had no idea that we would manage all that. And I found it hard to know whether to feel more proud of Amy or her mother!