Got to Ipswich , left the station 11.21. Rest 11.51 , GR 120500 just outside Ipswich. Stopped for lunch etc. at Needham Market , the Lion Pub - ('dead' bit of ship on forecourt). Load of posh cars in the car park; Saab, Audi, etc. Rooks making a racket. Steve did a trick baffled no one. Left 12.55.

Sunday night was freezing. Nice breakfast, but the weather forecast is bad, its a pretty dismal morning. Left the site at 9:55. We reached Bressingham Steam Museum at 10.25; it was closed but we were allowed in to look at the static engines.

We saw the Oliver Cromwell ( Brittania Class ) the twin of Martin 6's (The VSL) engine. We left at 10.40'ish and stopped at 11.00 to change maps and write this.

Ian McCaskill was right - well , the weather forecast was ' overcast' and it really is a lousy day. We've decided not to go on to Norwich as planned as it looks as though it' s going to chuck it down. So we're going to Wymondham for lunch.

At 4.45 we reached an expensive camp site ( £.3.20 ). The tent was still soaked - like tissue paper. No pub therefore we went to bed at 6.00, talked, ate ,had tea etc. We also wrote this and planned the route (nearly 9.00! ). Steve and Martin killed a daddy-longlegs then fell asleep listening to the radio.

Mike spent all evening reading the Guardian which as well as stimulating his agile mind made him fart something chronic (eggy). Mike and Martin (who wasn't farting) almost had a fight about it and other things.

Steve entertained Mike & Martin (still not farting) with his mastery over the English language [viz his rubbish (for want of a better word) writing] and subtle ironic tones. When Steve picks up the pencil it starts to sing as his hand caresses the page [He's finally flipped !] ....And they all lived happily ever after...........THE END [Cont. later]

Weather is O.K. Stopped briefly to change maps but cycled on to Swaffham where we bought dinner and lunch (chips) and then rested in a nice warm house (public!). Steve tried to rob the Woolwich again but they said some rubbish about a computer. Left at 2.30.

We ate dinner and then piled round to the pub, nice place. Planned route and time to aim to get to Liverpool St. to miss the rush hour; wrote this and drank. We settled our debts (viz: paid Martin) and Mike discovered how skint he was.

Finally left at 9.30 and staggered back to the rubbish tent.

Martin got in his sleeping bag, Steve and Mike got in their refrigerators.

>>> THE STORY CONT.... (as Steve wrote it)

seat of use good made Mike whilst Martin & Steve tried to play then ,clock the round on started :darts moved on to 301 .Martin lost (just) Jackanory started & woke up Mike ,later about dog track ,giving us guided armchair (Car Is berg) mats beer with

The stove decided not to work - even in the laundry room so we settled for just eating the loaf of bread. Water tap still doesn't work. We left some time in the morning - forgot to look at watch (Steve was alert though: 10.40 Shh !!).

Stopped after half an hour in Downham Market for a cup of tea in a cafe. Mike began to throw a wobbly - Steve and Martin found it quite funny.

Cycled along a canal most of the way to Ely (1.30). Had lunch at a chip shop - what a surprise! and visited a pub. Martin and Mike tried to visit the cathedral, Martin claimed they wouldn't charge. But they did (£1.10 !). So we sat on the wall and wrote this instead.

Me stopped at 4.00 at a church, Daddy took a picture and sent Mike and Steve on to find a shop, left 4.05. We stopped at newsagent (vis: shop) in Cotternham for a snack; saw some kid in shorts pretending it wasn't freezing cold - idiot.

Arrived at Cambridge at 4 .40; Freezing cold and knackered; first stop: toilets (almost went in ladies ?); dithered about a bit (only once), then decided to sit in cafe and catch 6pm. train. Couldn't find one so headed for Pizza Hut. Almost got run over by 6 trillion bicycles (stupid students).

5.05 pm. Ordered medium Deep Pan with cheese, tomato and spicy ham - not bad. The tea was foul, coffee O.K., the waiter trod on Steve's foot and spilt the tea. Me left at 5.35 but Martin left railcard in Pizza Hut, so went back leaving the children unattended - um! what will Mummy say ?!!

5.40 pm. Made for station (with railcard) and arrived at 5.50, almost having got run over by 6 trillion cars this time. Stroppy ticket bloke put our railcards under a microscope after giving us fingerprint and handwriting (signature) tests (ticket £6). Got on train approx 6pm.

P.S. My writing is not really this bad, I did it on the train

(Steve)