Vicky and I popped out at teatime on Sunday for a quick pint uphill. Glad to report that the Strugglers was packed, even at 6pm, barely room to swing a cat or even the adorable dachshund sitting by the blazing fire.

I assumed the crowds had turned out for ‘Strummin’ Steve Jackson, the former county council press officer turned folk guitarist and singer; but then we were asked to buy a ticket for the mysteriously named Cheese Raffle which seemed to be causing some excitement.

I handed over my pound, despite the fact that I can’t ever remember winning a raffle, and was delighted to come up with first prize. We took home not just a piece of cheese but a couple of bags full – cheese, chicken, sausages, chocolates, you name it.

Sunday teatime in the Strugs could become a regular event…