I exit my house and the front garden splays ahead of me, ribbons of roads stretching into town. I'm on my bike and free-wheeling down the hill to the shops to get a coffee, grab some bits, run some errands. Everything is so near, so interconnected that the need for a car is low - everyone is on bikes, or out for a lunchtime stroll.
I’m daydreaming about town planning (it's a surprise to me, too) after a morning spent browsing the list of the 30 most bicycle friendly cities in the world. No UK cities were mentioned in that golden roster, and it’s got me wondering about possible, cycle-centric futures during the mid-afternoon slump.
