OPINION - Imagine if cycling in London was for everyone, not just men in Lycra

There was a moment during last month’s Ride London cycle race that will stay with me more than any other. It wasn’t the sight of that finish line on Tower Bridge, glorious as it was after 100 miles; nor was it the first sip of that post-finish pint, much as I’d been dreaming of it all the way round. It was a moment about 50 miles in, lying on the grass somewhere in the Essex countryside, when I took in the sight of ordinary people, men and women, old and young, black and white; hundreds if not thousands of them, all dressed in helmets and Lycra and popping electrolytes as far as the eye could see.