George Peasgood has a matter-of-fact answer to a question about his bountiful positivity. “I’m better off today than I was on 2 October.”
It is a life-affirming statement to which there is no other response than to agree. That was his 27th birthday, a day that should have been one of celebration but was instead one of great distress and fear, his family by his hospital bedside told to expect the worst.
The day before, British Paralympic triathlete Peasgood was out for a bike ride with his girlfriend Frankie Hall, testing himself on sprints, when a freak accident saw his foot slip out of the pedal, hurling him over his handlebars at speed.
