My Dad, Charles Washington, a 79 year old pensioner, had saved money from his pension and birthday and christmas gifts from his children for the past two years. His goal was to buy an electro-assist bicycle. Ever an avid cyclist, his advancing age and the hills of Nottingham had made regular cycling harder and harder. The new bike promised to unlock his independence again, and give him the means to maintain fitness and also navigate the city once more, whether to shop for groceries, or visit his two grand-daughters.

Sadly, within a week of purchase, the bike was stolen from outside his house.

My dad doesn't have the money to buy another one, and, at his age, by the time he saves up again, he may not have the health and fitness to still be riding.

Dad's bike, just after he bought it.

Dad's grand-daughters (the little ones)