I'm walking like a cowboy, my knees are socially distancing from each other and my back aches. But I'm happy. I hadn't cycled for at least 20 years, probably more. I have a friend who is a veteran cyclist. She cycles everywhere and is so devoted to her steed that she customises it to suit … Continue reading Pedalling like a believer
'Future Polly's going to love past Polly...' My daughter first said this when she was quite small. 'What do you mean?' It was Sunday afternoon and she led me to her room. Always tidy, with everything in its place, her bedroom was usually an oasis of organised calm, but that night there were things everywhere. … Continue reading Living backwards or forwards?