Views & Reviews From the Frontline

The cyclopaths

BMJ 2009; 339 doi: (Published 02 September 2009) Cite this as: BMJ 2009;339:b3534
  1. Des Spence, general practitioner, Glasgow
  1. destwo{at}

    Whoosh—I flew through the air and tumbled onto the grass. The swing wrapped itself over the frame. “Lets go home,” I said, grabbing my bike. I can’t remember learning to ride a bike; I just always could. No helmets, one kid on the seat, one pedalling, and one on the handle bars. Choppers, Tomahawks, and racers were the playthings of the rich kids with side partings. We rode hand me down hybrids, mongrels with scavenged parts, no brakes, broken spokes, missing …

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