The final day of cycling took us from Great Glemham to Stowmarket where we got the train home. Or rather that was the plan. Instead the train took us as far as Bury St Edmunds where we were met with the dread words "Bus Replacement Service", after wondering for a few minutes if it shouldn't have said "Train Replacement Service" we got down to dealing with a grumpy bus driver, "no room, no insurance" no help. We ended up on the stopping bus to Peterborough across the Fens. Amazingly we got home only one hour late. Rowan and Milo were at the home where Rowan had cooked a great Georgian tuna dish; a great end to a great trip.
The photo is of Danielle as we walked to Folk East.There should always be a bit of menace in folk music, the tree provides it.
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