“My great-grandfather made cider and as children we used to have to go and help pick the apples. We were expected to help my parents and grandparents and uncles on the farm – moving cows, moving sheep, turning the handle on the sheep-shearing machine, everything was done by hand.

“I remember the cider making when I was very young. It was a communal thing, where all the village used to come in and help. Everyone would be picking and then they’d be sitting telling yarns in the sheds when the apples were being pressed. Whereas today we’ll make a cider cheese and it will be done and finished ...


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