Cockington Apple Day

Always a good day out where we live, which are few and far between in terms of organised events!

Here she is tucking into a toffee apple (and she made the toffee herself). October and a beautiful hot day which is a good job because the chap who does the fire juggling / eating does a neat trick with a marigold rubber glove with his shirt off! Seeing really is believing, but we have seen Cool Hand Luke for a few years now at this festival and he does the same routine, without exception, and it is as funny and amazing each year. In fact there was one year when he wasn't there and it simply was not the same!

The tonnes of apples were crushed (I'll take a picture of the press for the journal this year and post it, because its old and quite impressive) by a team of people. The apples are a brilliant brown colour where they have oxidised, and we freeze (grubs and grubby bits) the juice for drinking (sort of reverse pasteurising - well I am still alive) and 4 pints are made into cider which is saved until Christmas Day or thereabouts. Last year's cider was blow your socks off stuff, which I don't really drink. The apple juice was so good in 2010 that the cider was bound to be good - and it was...

We made the usual bread and apple bakes in the clay oven and bumped into everyone that we wanted to see, including a friend and her new, very new, baby. Great day!


(retrospective entry - 14.04.2011)