As the apples on my daughter’s tree were falling off in September, I asked her to pick them before they were all lost. They were on the small side, or rather they were much smaller than the one we sampled before we actually bought the tree. They also didn’t have the texture we’d expected.
Hopefully, this year’s experience of Scrumptious apples was because the tree had only been planted in January. On the other hand, my Ribston Pippin, which is in its second year in the garden, was less prolific but its one remaining apple,
picked this evening, tasted exactly as I expected it. I know it might have been better for the tree to have been spared a crop this year but being on an M26 rootstock, I just couldn’t resist.
Seems like a certain brown rat can’t resist the apples either, albeit the ones from the Orleans Reinette at the back of the garden…. At first, I thought I was looking at a female blackbird, as I watched from my bedroom window, only to see a rat’s head emerge from the undergrowth.
So, now what do I do!