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THURSDAY: Luton to Wiltshire

Today I went on the train to Swindon. My grandma met us and drove us to her house. On the way we made a small detour and buried a package of food and water. We will collect these supplies the day after tomorrow, on our second day of walking.



9.42am: Luton station

10.08am: On a train to London.

12.13pm: Waiting room at Paddington station

12.45pm: Paddington waiting



12.49pm: The merits of Devon, painted on a Rhino. Go figure.

12.55pm: Watching the departures board

12.55pm: What I was watching



1.33pm: Second train - this one to Swindon

We had an amazing barbecue at Grandma and Grandpa's house. It was probably our last "proper" meal for a week! We also went for a walk with Grandpa up the hill behind the house.

6.55pm: On a hill. First of many? Dad won't say.

6.56pm: I had no idea we were being followed.

6.57pm: This is not a simulation.

6.57pm: The goats are very friendly.

6.59pm: Grandma and Grandpa's village.

7.01pm: Me, a goat, my grandpa, and a big lump.

7.05pm: Cereology doesn't really do it for me.

7.22pm: A car painted like a narrowboat.

7.35pm: Gnomes. Okaaaay...
(Dad wishes to make it known that this is NoT his parents' house!)

Now to bed. Tomorrow it starts.