MikewsMITH2 wrote:I can remember my fat auntie running down the street in her apron holding onto the saddle of my new bike on my birthday, just before my friends arrived for my party!
LOL, I remember the motivation for learning to ride was the promise of a new bike on my seventh birthday (which makes it September 1970 actually) and then seeing my first proper bicycle all wrapped up in the hallway with shiny bits sticking out. It was a Dawes Kingpin Junior in gold (without a hinge in the middle) and was totally indestructible and incredible quality for a kids bike, with Weinmann alloy brakes for instance, plus the frame design meant it fitted for ages until I got my next bike, a green Raleigh Hustler 3-speed with drops. It must mean something that these are the only childhood birthday presents that I remember much about....