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Cotswolds

Why I Love My Town

…because it’s the kind of place where if, like last night, you happen to be eating dinner out at the local inn and at 9pm realise you have no milk at home for coffee in the morning and the shop is shut and nothing will be open before you have to leave for work tomorrow, the waitress brings you a little ceramic jug of milk sealed with cling film and tell you to just bring the jug back whenever you have time because she’s not bothered and she doesn’t charge you anything for it.

The End

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