Bicycle freedom
Many of my childhood memories are coloured by bicycle adventures. I treasure the experience of speed and freedom that was initiated when I got a brand new bike for Christmas in the early 1960’s. The boy riding his bike around inner city Liverpool breathes life into the derelict landscape. I am reminded of the observations of Liverpool resident John Lennon: “As a kid I had a dream – I wanted to own my own bicycle. When I got he bike I must have been the happiest boy in Liverpool, maybe the world. I lived for that bike. Most kids left their bike in the backyard at night. Not me. I insisted on taking mine indoors and the first night I even kept it in my bed.”
In 1983 Brick Lane had a quiet personality compared to its current manifestation as a stylish leisure destination and urban heritage trail. The haberdashery the boy is cycling past has been replaced by a restaurant and evidence of the rag trade has almost completely disappeared. Brick Lane is a great place to cycle through but I envy the boy in the photograph who didn’t have to contend with heavy traffic and pedestrians with a propensity to walk in the middle of the road.
I’ve often thought that the solution to car gridlock and pollution is staring us in the face. We could learn a lot from the cyclists in these photographs. It is likely that the three cyclists on Vallance Road have exchanged their bikes for cars. Bicycling has to be a big part of the future if we are to have cleaner city air and a healthier population. Looking at these photographs I am struck by the absence of cars.