Champagne Cider?

Nestled high on the mountains, or actually, in the undulating hills of the Fowey Estuary, our dear friend Barry has just produced an outstanding beverage. Barry has been making cider for his family and friends for the last 15 years, but has now decided to share his passion with the rest of us, his Sparkling Vintage Cider.

Dino and I HAD to see his picturesque cidery and this genius in action. So off we went to Golant. The morning was misty and ever so cold, just right for cider making.  

Barry began by explaining... "It is made with a high proportion of dessert apples, to give it that delicious ‘méthode traditionelle’ taste

The apples are just pressed, then fermented twice: first in the barrel for a year; then a second year’s fermentation in the bottle. The cider is then disgorged in the champagne style and aged further before release.  It is the secondary fermentation that gives his cider its wonderful bubbly effervescence, a method invented in the West Country for fine cider making around 1600, well before it was used in France for Champagne."
We could not believe the simplicity of it all, scrumptious apples, picked, pressed and bottled, that is it!  

Barry is now an award winning cider maker... to think, ones passion can change ones life. Must be that special Cornish country air!

Scuplture of the Month - High Note !

Hans has always loved following the Tour de France. He is a fanatical fan of anything that Stephen King has written, and he enjoys a good chilled glass of Robinson's Lemon Barley Water... 

Lately, he has really enjoyed his work, he is a often seen prancing and dancing through the village, humming Vivaldi's Four Seasons and eagerly awaiting his next concerto.

Hans loves having his photo taken and if you follow him around, he will often be found, on a Thursday evening, with his tuxedo, a cassette player, and his sheet music practicing that very, very, very last "High Note!" 

Painting of the Month - Golf Is A Good Walk Spoiled

Robert wakes up each day at the exact same time. He puts on his slippers, he makes himself and his wife a cup of Darjeeling tea and

and feeds his dog, Skippy. He then proceeds to shower, and prepares his car for a day of golfing! 

He loves his golf, he loves the smell of the freshly cut greens, the peacefulness of the course and the whole tradition that is associated with golf.

 Robert has been playing for years, he plays competition days on Wednesdays and hopes that one day he will be able to lift the trophy in the club house. 

He hardly ever gets mad, however sometimes, just sometimes, he thinks "Golf is a good walk Spoiled"