Today is my birthday and it is my habit never to go to work on my birthday.
This habit possibly stems from school days, when to let anyone know it was your birthday was to put yourself into great jeopardy. Maybe the stress of those far-off days has scarred me; or maybe I just prefer to relax and take it easy on my birthday.
In either event, this year I found myself in Winchcombe. I had a very nice pub lunch in the Corner Cupboard Inn with my wife, and then we took a wander around the village.
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