I went to Derbyshire with the school Brownie pack when I was 11. It was 1951, and the census was done when we were there. There was quite a kerfuffle over one girl who didn’t know her place of birth. No email or mobile phones then! The other problem was that almost all of us had long plaits, but only one girl could do them herself. She was one of seven children, so was more independent then most of us. The brownie leaders had to do everyone else’s, including mine.
Apart from that we had a good time. It was in the heart of the country and pretty primitive as I remember it. Not camping, but very basic accommodation, with outside loos. At night we had an “arrangement in the landing” for anyone who needed the loo.
When I was in senior school there was a school trip to Austria, but I didn’t go for some reason. I think I was ill.