In this week’s column, Fakenham writer Jim Harding discusses his passion for cycling… Bike riding started for me when I was aged eleven. My first one was second-hand, perhaps a reward for reaching the grammar school in our town of Woking. Every school day I cycled there and back with a satchel strapped along the crossbar. I never had a lock of any sort but it was never stolen. To my knowledge, bike locks were uncommon accessories in the 1950s. Perhaps a comment on that post-war era. My dad was a good handyman so if anything required adjustment or mending, he made sure the bike was safe and sec…
