We were going to celebrate the Nativity of John Aubrey - Antiquary, Folklorist, Diarist, Gossip - by digging a circle of holes and then filling them in again.
But the ground's too hard. So Aubrey will just have to celebrate his own birthday.
At least if the weather's rotten on William Stukeley's birthday, we can celebrate by going to Stewkley.
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