Some people never learn to read or swim or even cook as children – but with the right spirit there’s still time to make things right
I was 44 when I learned to cycle. I grew up in Yorkshire and when I was about five, my younger brother had broken his leg falling off a tricycle. We never had bikes after that – and like many girls my age of Asian heritage, I wasn’t pushed to do sporty or outdoor activities.
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