Alliston Case

Charlie Alliston was sentenced today to 18 months for ‘wanton and furious’ cycling resulting in the tragic death of a pedestrian Mrs Kim Briggs. Alliston was rightly jailed in my view but this sentence does not remotely compare with the laughably lenient sentences handed out to motorists over the years who kill / seriously injure my cyclist clients. A few points on the licence and a small fine is routinely what happens but this is only after a traumatic trial and if the police/CPS can be bothered to prosecute. Often a motorist is able to plead guilty by post and doesn’t even have to face the...

Chetwynd and York,NW5.

Difficult time at present , dad’s close to passing in a hospice in Hampstead after being in the Whittington Hospital in nearby Highgate since mid June.One of the only chinks of light has been the cycle trips to and from ,particularly since he’s been in Hampstead. The hills to climb on the leafy backstreets in Dartmouth Park and Hampstead have been quite a tester. A ”sweet spot” has been the junction of Chetwynd Road and York Rise in NW5,it’s in a valley, the kind of junction I love discovering by bike,nice looking pub, Dartmouth Park Arms , vets , coffee shop,fishmongers, enough economic activity to make it a crossroads to visit and do business , even though it’s the meeting of two backstreets. A lovely spot in this great...

Dunwich here we come !

Tonight will be the fourth time I’m joining 1000 or so others in London Fields at 7ish to begin the 120 mile cycle through the night to the beach in Dunwich. It never loses its appeal . Essex through the night , Suffolk in the dawn …Last year there were 3 of us , tonight 6 , maybe next year, 12 ! One of the things I love about the DD is there’s no bureaucracy, no passwords , no wristbands , there isn’t even a map! Just rock up and cycle away. And don’t forget your swimming...

Another bike stolen!

I can’t help but feel some personal responsibility for this one. It was Xmas Eve and it usually falls to me to join the butchers’ queue on Church Street. I parked my bike outside The Spence. Once the turkey arrived (after an hour of a queue ), I knew it wouldn’t fit in the panniers and it was a walk home. I couldn’t manage all my stuff together and so left the bike. With all the Xmas hysteria at home I didn’t think of what I was missing and didn’t think till 3 mornings later when I put a bin in the bike shed and saw it missing, cue a depressing walk to Church Street to find no bicycle. boo hoo indeed! The last time this happened to me, (6 months ago ) I discovered that a racing bike suits me far better than a hybrid and I’m determined to find a positive in this one too, not sure what it will be yet! … picking up new bike on...