When we cycled to Oxford from Wallasey in a round trip that also
included youth hostels at Bridges, Malvern Wells, Duntisbourne Abbotts,
Stratford-upon-Avon and Shrewsbury, over a few days in April 1965, it was the
furthest I’d ever reached from home by bike - a personal record which stands to
this day.
Passing Oxford station on the park-and-ride bus this week, I
was struck by the forest of bikes parked outside the station. We obviously
started something.
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