The power of electric bikes
I was on holiday in France with my friends Debbie, Anne and their partners. They were intrigued by the two electric bikes in the garage that I’d bought last summer.
I’d become used to the huge amount of fun they were for going to the shops or to my local for a pint.
But in France, Anne asked if she could try one to pop down to the supermarket a mile away.
It was 5C and wet, but Anne seemed keen, so off we went. The impact was immediate and profound.
The climb up to the local church back from the supermarket is steep. With baguettes, two litres of milk, and other groceries she pedalled up that hill with the smile of a young girl on Christmas Day.
“I love it, I love it, I want one!” she cried.