When I was a little girl I had a scooter. I loved my scooter.
I never had a bike because 'we wus poor but we wus honest' and didn't learn to ride one until I was in my thirties. We were on a caravan holiday and the site rented out bikes. It was a flat part of the country so Husband hired one for me and taught me to ride.
When we returned home we bought a bike for me - so I could join Husband and children on bike rides - but I never felt really comfortable on it. I didn't like going uphill or downhill, and I stopped if people were approaching. So when I realised that the ache I occasionally got in my hip (in the middle of the night) always followed a bike ride it seemed an excellent reason to give up cycling.
And I've never cycled since.
Husband has always been a cyclist commuting by bike and even now going out for rides on his own - George can't keep up. He's recently ordered a conversion kit so he can add an electric motor to his bike to make coming back up the hill after his ride easier on his heart.
Where does that leave me? Well, with a birthday coming up next month I started dropping hints about a scooter. I think I mentioned Husband's new-found delight - an auction site - and, guess what he's bought me for my birthday?
Yes, and it arrived yesterday!
Currently doing old school stops i.e. leaping off. Must remember I have a brake and to use it.