I am amazed Dan Lewis does not enjoy a daily cycle between Sedgeberrow and Evesham?

I myself, cycle from Wyre Piddle to work in Hallow, a few miles the other side of Worcester, every day, and have to say it is the most wonderful experience.

Firstly, I get to search the gutter along the A4538 through Wyre, where I often find great treasures like broken glass and cans. Once off the main road I take the back lane over the ford to Drakes Broughton. At the ford I can practise my bunny-hops over the bridge, avoiding the splinters and holes. Just the other side of the bridge someone has very kindly cut back the stinging nettles on one side, so that I now only sting one leg. Luckily I do not need to steer on this path, since the cracks in the tarmac take my tyres in an almost perfectly straight line.

Up through Drakes Broughton I can practise my steering by swerving around the pot-holes and raised drainage covers. At the junction with the A44 I am able to play chicken with the cars.

Once across the A44, up Mill Lane towards Wadborough, someone has very thoughtfully thrown gravel all over the road (I think they call it resurfacing) so I can play at skidding.

Things get even better at the top of the hill, as I follow the rat-run country lanes towards Worcester. I then join the roundabout at Norton of the Worcester southern by-pass. This is great fun trying to time my approach so I can get out between two cars, or lorries without getting hit.

There is then a lovely cycle-path all the way to the bridge in the city centre. I enjoy this part of the journey particularly. First I can play chase with the dogs, then I can shake myself awake on the roads around St Peters. Diglis is one of my favourite areas. A gentle jaunt along the cobbled street (actually I think it might be tarmac, but I'm not sure).

Finally I come out on the A443, Hallow Road, where I can explore more fine gutter-work as well as brush shoulders (literally) with passing vehicles.

The biggest bonus is that I will never get Osteoporosis because the constant juddering from the road on my bones and joints is wonderful therapy.

So come on Dan, don't be a glum. Cycling is always a wonderful experience in sunny Worcestershire. I'm sure just reading this letter will encourage many more to taste it's delights.

Chris Gooderham, Wyre Piddle

PS Actually, I think I might go in the car tomorrow.