I’ve been treated like royalty. I’d
been asked to find a judge for a local cider competition, and not being a cider
fan myself I’d asked a few experts but found them to be unavailable. So not
wishing to disappoint them, I put myself forward. It was a rainy day and I’d
decided to take a lazy morning and wondered if I was too late and that they’d
wanted to start and finish earlier. I’d got some home-grown pears that were
slightly hard and I was hoping to press them into juice. As the shredding
started, I realised that I’d brought nowhere near enough, so they ended up
being added to someone’s apple juice. But I called away between the pressing
and the pulping to start judging ciders. What I didn’t realise that there were eight
ciders to judge in addition to the six commercial ones on sale; and that my
results were broadcast as part of the entertainment! So even though I didn’t
get any pear juice it was great fun as I had a discount on some cider to take
home, a banana loaf to take home and a charity tombola basket which will serve
well as someone’s Christmas present.
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