My Dad’s tobacco tin and the credit crunch

Many years ago when I was about 10 years old, all my friends had bikes. They all had the best 10 gear racers you could buy. Actually they didn’t but it just felt that they did if you were 10 years old.  I suppose in reality one or two of my friends had a sporty bike and the rest of us had hand me downs, cherished hand me downs but still hand me downs.

After lots of pressure and many nudges the day came when my dad took me out one day to buy a new bike. It wasn’t a new, new bike but it would be new to m..View Complete Post