Yesterday I cycled for the first time since last October. The wind tugged at my hair and my leg muscles remembered their existence. The twin’s father pushed them round the supermarket whilst picking up what we needed for dinner. I proudly turned into our road, fresh faced and exhilarated and saw him and our green pram on the pavement. We all walked home together and though that evening we did eat until well past 10pm, the cycling was lovely.