While all this plotting was happening, in the civitas of Gloucester another strange thing occurred. The pagans of those parts gather each year and roll a large cheese down a hill. Then they set off in a run down the hill after the cheese as it bounces this way and that. Many are injured. I do not know why they do this but it is probably at the instigation of demons. The local bishop preached against this but the ignorant rustics took no notice. The Holy Caesarius attempted to persuade them to roll their cheeses in a church instead but again, diabolo instigante, to no avail. This year one of the pagans, ignoring the warnings of an old man of the region and consumed by hubris, sat near the bottom of the hill to laugh and point. He was struck in the face by the cheese. He had come from Cheltenham. Let that be a lesson to all about the pride and rashness of the pagans.

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