Another lovely day so the plan was to take the train to Cambridge as James had never been there. The train turned out to be a bus whose driver did not know the way to the stations along the route so had to be directed by locals. Due to Newmarket, the countryside is even more horsey than Cheshire with some very expensive horses, stables and white rails everywhere. Once there, we wandered around the town and down by the river, had some lunch and attempted to get James’s malfunctioning iPhone sorted out to no avail. The driver on the bus back seemed to know where he was going at least.