Apples, mittens & smoke like air...

Now the snow has unclenched its icy claws in both towns and countryside alike, the unromantic job of apple pruning has begun in earnest at Chegworth Farm. This is a time of the year when those green fingered customers of ours love getting their mittens, secateurs and mud driven boots out of the shed and exhaling large gasps of smoke like air. Give me the finished article with or without twig and branch any day and I‘ll be a happy man.

With picking a far and hazy memory archived away the farm is down to the business end of making sure that the class of 2010 is as good as ever.

Chegworth manage over 50 varieties, hard to find five at your local supermarket where they are either certified organic or grown without spray; that’s great news to those of us that love fruit the way it ought to taste and feel .

You can find them at most London farmers' markets every weekend; Borough, Pimlico & Notting Hill to name but a few.

Read about our relationship with Chegworth here and next time we visit them I hope that the sun will be residing in true majesty.

Andrei