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Articles
Radio Times articles, from 2003-2005

Escape-proof???
Sounds Familiar
The Hounding of the Royals 
Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells?
The Mystery of the Stones
Going Loco
Troy
Pedal Power
Dentures
Obesity
Genius Sperm
Ultimation
Sandals, Slaughter and Sex
Greased Lightning
Flying Saucers
Aztecs
Venus
The Stuarts
The Ascent of Man
Test-tube Tantrums
RT Mastermind
Medical Marvels
Engineering Triumphs
Eccentricity
Surreal Estate
Offshore Wind Farms
Nothing to Loos
Groovy
A Bridge Too Far
Flogging a Dead Horse
Worst Jobs
Asteroid Alert
Eureka Years
Crash
Inspired
The Man Who Missed Dinosaurs
The Sagger-maker's Bottom-knocker
The Master
Naming Nature
Albert Einstein
Environmental Scariness
Geronimo!
Ancient Plastic Surgery
The Ancients
Gold in Them Thar Banks and Braes
Animal Magnetism
Egyptians
Technophilia
HIGNFY
Panem et Circenses
Tambora
That Spotty Old Sun
Telling Stories
Beethoven's Hair
A Blind Eye
Comets
Medrocks

Other articles

Thomas Crapper  
Thunder, Flush and Thomas Crapper, 1997
The birth of the bike 
Eureekaaargh!, 1999
Romans were streets ahead 
Daily Telegraph, November 2000
The Pioneers who Invented Progress 
Daily Telegraph, August 2001
A tough mistake
Chemistry Review, September 2001
At home and school in 1952 
The Times, June 2002
Newton and the rotten apple 
Daily Telegraph, 11 September 2002
World Toilet Day
Daily Telegraph, 19 November 2004

 

 

      

Pedal Power

 The bicycle is the ultimate machine for personal freedom. Anyone can go anywhere on a bike. For a really inspiring read, try Josie Dew’s book The wind in my wheels; for an entertaining slice of cycling history listen to Lawrence Pollard Pedalling to freedom every weekday this week at 3.45 on Radio 4.

I have had a bike as long as I can remember. I was born and raised on a farm, and needed a bike to visit friends, none of whom lived less than two miles away. I now have no car, but seven cycles, in various shapes and sizes, and I use them for most of my local transport, including family shopping, with a trailer, and getting around London.

The world’s first bicycle was supposed to have been made in 1839 by a Scottish blacksmith, Kirkpatrick Macmillan. I rode a replica of his heavy beast for a mile, and found it not too uncomfortable, once I got used to it. Surprisingly, though, it did not catch on for another 20 years, and then what arrived were French bicycles. The boneshaker (actually rather comfortable) gave way to the ‘ordinary’ or ‘high bicycle’ – sneerily called the penny-farthing – I broke one in Belfast. Then came Dunlop’s soft and efficient pneumatic tyre, and the stage was set.

In 1895 the bike became cheap, and anyone could have one. Suddenly people – especially women - could travel not merely to the next village but to the next county. You did not have to find your soulmate within walking distance, and this enormously widened the range of potential partners.

What really surprises me is that the bike was not invented earlier. It needed a fairly smooth surface, but the Romans had good roads. Why did not their army captains have bicycles? Why were there no bikes in Shakespeare, or even Jane Austen? What a tragic waste of opportunity.

I am sad too that the bicycle still fails to provide that freedom for the majority. They are silent, they don't pollute the air, and in this country, there are more bikes than cars, and each year more bikes are bought than cars. Yet which dominates the roads? Thank goodness there are some efforts to improve the lot of the cyclist, from the cycle paths in cities to the Sustrans cycleways snaking across the country. We just need more of them, and some positive help from the government...

 

 

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