Tuesday 13 April 2004 9.56am
‘Huge and squat, the jar lay on the grass like an unexploded bomb. We lifted it up, unscrewed the stopper, and smelt the whiff of fermented apples. I held the jar to my mouth and rolled my eyes sideways, like a beast at a water hole. ‘Go on,' said Rosie. I took a deep breath .....
Never to be forgotten, that first long secret drink of golden fire, juice of those valleys and of that time, wine of wold orchards, of russet summer, of plump red apples, and again Rosie's burning cheeks. Never to be forgotten, or ever tasted again....'
- Laurie Lee
Hello all, I trust you're refreshed after the Easter break, and speaking of refreshment, is it not time for the the cider minded to meet again? What about that pub on Tower Bridge road (The Bridge House
??) They do Stowford don't they? Although I'm very happy to go to the Oak again.
I got a reply from a (lovely) lady on the cider and perry commitee at CAMRA, regarding a press in London. She didn't know of one, but suggested we keep an eye on eBay. It would be great to see the people who came last time, but it would be even nicer if a few more attended, everybody is welcome.