Apple fest

Apple fest... The sharing, squishing and consuming in the form of cake and juice... I've lived here 11 years, and it's the first time I've ever heard of it... Goes to show until you're part of the mum mafia you know nothing about a community.

All romantic notions of pressing apples and enjoying wholesome fruit with little un was just a fantasy. Wolfing down some cake whilst she ate a chocolate frog, and then watching as she ran around the village hall and car park with a couple of her playgroup friends before we all headed off to the play park for more space, was in fact the reality... Still a nice day though :-)