Another perfect day awheel and look at the turnout for this clubrun.   Twenty three of them, not that they stuck together like glue!  Cheshire was a very attractive place to make for from Bolton on a bike, it was all either flat or a bit downhill, apart from all the Lancashire cobblestones (or setts) one had to negotiate in Leigh and Atherton.

Charlie is very descriptive of the countryside today, making it difficult for me to comment on his flawless setting out of the natural beautiful views to be had all around.

In those days, unless your family was quite wealthy, you left school to go to work when you reached fourteen years of age, and despite Charlie’s undoubted fitness as a mile eater on the bike, it is interesting to see how a 14 year old girl, or as Charlie puts it, lady, can ride him almost into the ground on the evening run back to Bolton.