The only photos of the girls I took last week were on Sunday at Apple Day. The school days, increasing darkness and us all feeling under the weather are narrowing photo opportunities.
Sunday was good though (let’s gloss over it being our wedding anniversary and poor Andy being at home with tonsilitus). The Orchard at Forty Hall Farm is run by volunteers and every autumn they stage an Apple Day to celebrate the harvest. We went to one a few years ago and was pleased to see how much it had grown and the variety of things to see and do.
We got there at 12pm and started with lunch. The girls and I shared a veggie burger and beetroot fritters from the Hey Dhal food truck whilst we watched Uncle Tacko’s Flea Circus. Imogen got a bit twitchy towards the end so we headed off to wander.
The girls bobbed for apples – Seren managed to get hers legitimately, Imogen picked hers up in the end.
I took part in the apple peeling contest, the idea being to get the longest length of peel. I managed a paltry 30cm, compared to the winner whose was 172cm, wow.
Seren tried the apple pressing, Imogen tried to help her but ended up touching all the bits she wasn’t supposed to and getting black, oily hands. Seren insisted on buying a bag of apples too, because the ones we ate through bobbing and peeling, were not enough. There was juice and cider for sale too.
We watched the Morris Dancers but missed the Punch & Judy show. I was really keen for the girls to try some of the crafts but Seren wasn’t massively keen and was quite grumpy about it and Imogen didn’t want to sit down and when I tried to finish her apple cutting thing for her, she took it as an opportunity to eat the strong glue. It’s a woodcutting in the shape of an apple with a metal shape stuck on and she then spent the next 30 minutes upset that she couldn’t wear it as a necklace as I had cut the string too short. Probably because I was more worried about her eating the glue. One day, my kids will sit at these things and do the crafts (so I can to!).
Imogen was pretty tired by this point but cheered up seeing the animals. Both the fictitious Enfield Beast that she loved to cuddle (who squirted me with water, the little monster) and the real life sheep, goats, pigs and Wallace the Shire horse.
Then there was a lot of balancing on low walls, swing boat fun, climbing on the timber trail and jumping in puddles. And some serious squash admiring for mama.
We bumped into a heap of friends too and the sun shined. A lovely autumnal Sunday afternoon.