In the UK cycling was very popular until the end of the 1950's but it really lost out to our love affair with the car. Regaining a culture where cycling is seen as an everyday part of life requires time… — Adrian Bell Copy Share
“The last footfall dies into silence. The stillness tingles with the aftermath of noise. All around stand the new cornstacks, unfamiliar shadows, ramparts thrown up suddenly round the yard. An owl detaches itself silently from the darkness of a beam, swoops down into the moonlight and away, now white against a shadow, now black against the moon. A mouse scuttles… — Adrian Bell Copy Share
“There we were last summer, having a picnic in a sylvan setting. Birds were singing, the atmosphere was full of soft colours; there were children in gay cotton frocks, their laughter filled the air. Elders sat in a kind of Elysian abstraction. I remember it so well. I remember a certain old lady who sat with her back against a… — Adrian Bell Copy Share
In the UK cycling was very popular until the end of the 1950's but it really lost out to our love affair with the car. Regaining a culture where cycling is seen as an everyday part of life requires time and effort. Of course in some British towns it never really went away - just look at Oxford and Cambridge.… — Adrian Bell Copy Share
“This imaginary colour film of the past would need to have a soundtrack too, which would record the crunch and crackle of iron tyres… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
“Outside, the moon is up - the harvest moon over harvest fields. It casts a sheen upon the empty stubbles, the bare rounding slopes,… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
Cycling also offers a sense of independence, of being able to get up and go wherever and whenever you want. That's invaluable. — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
Cycling is an activity which more and more young people are getting involved with, whether they are using their bikes to get to school… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
“I have carted mangolds many times since then, and it is an occasion that always marks for me the beginning of winter. I recall… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
