What do you remember most from your childhood?
Straight after breakfast, I would get on my bike and ride out into the country lanes around our home. My bike, of course, had the prerequisite cigarette cards attached to the spokes so that it made a fantastic clicking sound as it whizzed by.
As a child I lived close to the River Crouch and so many a day was spent biking up and down the lanes, swinging on a well-worn tyre over the riverbank or making dens for pirates to hole up in. In hot, sunny weather I would be out for most of the day, occasionally returning home to grab a bite of lunch and then back out and about until the sun set.
Falling over was of course an occupational hazard and I was a very clumsy child. Covered in bumps and bruises and rescued, blood spattered, by many a kindly stranger, I was quite the tom-boy. Of course, wearing my round ‘John Lennon’ National Health glasses might have helped but I so hated them!