Yesterday,
I found myself driving down very narrow country lanes
in the Somerset countryside.
There was a purpose to my visit, although,
what I stumbled upon, was totally unsuspected.
The end of my journey saw me parking up on the edge of an orchard,
which was shown off to its best with wonderful sunshine,
something which we had craved for,
for some time.
There was a wonderful old fashioned vintage cart
nestled in amongst the apple trees.
I had arrived at Perry's Cider works,
but this was a centre with it's own shop, museum & cafe.
The courtyard boasted more vintage carts,
which had obviously been used in their time,
to transport the barrels of cider.
The barrels were lined up with an old cider press on display.
Even old bicicyles lined one of the walls,
rusting with age.
You can just image workers of years gone by,
cycling to work in this wonderful location.
Surrounding the cider works,
were a few thatched cottages,
it really felt like you had gone back in time.
Cider is definitely a Somerset tradition
Lets hope it lives on!
