This little chap, way ahead of his family, said, 'Hello' to Monty and me as we approached Wimpole Hall so I asked him if the others were being rather slow. He sighed deeply, shook his head in despair and said, 'Troy only has little legs and Freya is soooo slow.' Well by the time I passed the rest of his family young Freya had mastered (amidst encouraging cheers) the task of cycling without stabilisers and was off at a pace to catch her friend.
