My cycling career took a long time to get started. My great Aunt Emily found my first bike dumped in a back lane near her house in Heywood in the mid '60's. It was a three-speed Falcon road bike. The front wheel was missing and the thread on the frame where the nearside bottom bracket cup fitted had been stripped. My Dad got it on the road - with straight handlebars (but original brake levers!). I used it a lot round and about, including my foray into making a local map. Compared with a friends five-speed bike it was hard work on the local hills.