Please note that this text was written by me and my mom in 2021, based on the journal written at the time by my sister, who was then 9 years old.
Up early and another breakfast of cornflakes, bread, bacon and eggs. We leave in a good mood and drive out of Cambridge on the bid road and a ring road, before driving past many small villages. Fulbourn, then Brinkley where we stopped for groceries, we have the wind in our backs the whole way.
We have lunch between Great Bradley and Little Thurlow: we thought it would rain so have lunch in a restaurant. We sleep in the youth hostel in Alpheton.
Febe writes 