Cycling Stories

The new family that had moved into the road had caused quite a stir in their first few days. Their old car didn't really fit in with the expensive German cars parked outside the houses in the street. The loud party they'd held on their first night had broken the silence in the usually quiet and tranquil neighbourhood. And the way they dressed was certainly something the mainly older residents weren't used to seeing. Mikey...

Jonathan, or ‘little Jonny,’ as he was affectionately known, even though he was now eighteen, was on holidays from college and desperate to earn some cash. As it happens, his mother had been chatting to Dorothy Chester recently, and she started to describe the plans she had for improvement of the big garden at the Chester family home. When she mentioned needing some help to get started, his mother immediately thought of J...

Last summer I cycled through Britain, sticking to the less traveled routes. Overall the weather was kind, in fact, even when it poured it turned out for the best. I was laboring through some hilly but very open farming countryside, a patchwork quilt of green fields separated by winding hedgerows, when the skies opened up. Now, I don’t mind a little rain and it does keep the countryside pretty, but this was coming down in...