My first taste of freedom, sort of…
Posted in Cycling, Holidays, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Jul 24th, 2010
My thanks to Micky for his post on boys and bikes, it prompted a happy memory which I’d like to share. When I was 12 the mother of one of my school friends (yes I had one or two) and my Mum hatched the idea that a Youth Hostelling holiday on the Isle of Wight [...]
