In 1968, Mum and Dad visited friends in Broadway. On their way through Winchester, they spotted a little butcher’s shop for sale in Stockbridge. Dad was just a roundsman at his mum’s shop at the time, and Mum ran her veg round in Worcestershire. Owning their own business seemed like an impossible dream.

But when they went to see it, they fell in love with the place — and luckily, the owner liked them too. He took the shop off the market for six months just to give them a chance. After scraping together every penny (including the kids’ piggy banks), they managed to raise the £8,000 needed.

And so, John Robinson Butchers was born.