Chris awoke to find his foot was no worse (if not better), so we decided to stick to our plan to visit his godmother, Busby, in Bulmer Tye. After two tubes and two country trains we arrived at the gorgeous village of Sudsbury to find Busby waiting for us. I was completely entranced with this beautiful place – many of the houses were over 800 years old with tiny little doors. The streets were narrow and there were pretty English gardens everywhere. It must be wonderful to live in a place like that.

Busby drove us in her little car to her house nearby – Bulmer Tye House. Parts of her house date back to the 1600s and the whole house is really interesting – from the rainbow coloured kitchen with the Aga, the decorative clavichord and dolls house that Busby’s husband Peter made or the toy museum in the attic (full of toys and clothes belonging to her parents and grand parents). We had coffee in the garden while the children played with Busby and Peter’s grand child, Leno.

After lunch Busby showed us some interesting artefacts her father had gathered in his exploration of the artic in the 1930s such as an ash tray made for him on his birthday by an Eskimo or the replica of the Eskimo canoe he paddled in made with seal skin. It was a really interesting and unique afternoon and Busby and Peter were lovely hosts.

We took the trains home to meet John and went for a seriously delicious curry. Our last night in London was a sad one. We haven’t seen nearly enough of this interesting city. We must return soon.