Well you must have the strength of an ox Thompson! I couldn't even mount a bicycle, never mind pedal it. My sister does her one hour on her static exercise bike every day, but she's a lot younger than me.

I buy huge compressed bales of garden compost, about the size of a washing machine (They work out much cheaper in bulk). My lovely husband carries them on his head to the boot of his car (much to the amusement of the garden centre staff!) There is no way on this earth that a bale like this could be transported on a bike. It won't even fit into my little Fiesta, which is why my husband brings his bigger car along.

I have to say though in fairness, there are two old ladies in their eighties who live in Fustyweed (a village up the road from ours) who cycle everywhere. They're both slim, strong and cheerful people, and we all think the world of them. But even they get their families to transport their supermarket shopping in their cars.