I think that we all have moments in life when we have a sudden reflection and realise how much both ourselves and times have changed.
As a child of the sixties and an adult of the eighties my consciousness was very much about earning , spending and showing that I had done all right for myself
There did come a moment when I returned somehow to my teenage vegetarian yoga loving sustainable self – the real me? One of the real me’s.

A couple of things clarified this for me –
My daughter who, living on a boat, needs a timber and coal delivery was having a conversation with the coal man, who was bemoaning the fact that there were so many cycle lanes and that this was really stupid in Scotland as they would never get used due to the winter darkness and general inclement weather, my daughter, was challenging this and expressed that times were changing and that not only did she regularly cycle, did not have a car but also had a trailer which she could attach to her bike and take her son to nursery and also get shopping, however there was no convincing him, I joined in, agreeing initially how difficult it is if your job depends on transporting things of weight, as mine once did, but I also commented that less car use was a good thing and that if I were able to cycle I would.

I initially was just backing my daughter up but I actually realised that I truly meant what I was saying- I can’t ride a bicycle and I would love to be able to, but I am actually verging on trying a tricycle and I do agree with Billy Connolly, there is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing.