Radical Tourist

Steve bounds up to me wearing incongruous mirror shades. “Jeff Lynne?” I tease him. “Purely research, my friend. They’ve got GPS and a…

I take my four-year-old daughter to meet Steve in the Hillsborough Hotel and she takes to my shoulders for the long ascent of Upperthorpe.…

Steve arrives on a well-used, well-oiled bicycle. He recently quit smoking roll-ups and, buzzing from a long climb up to Crookes, he chains…