Wassailing Again

January in the Bere Peninsula - and it's wassailing time again. For this occasion you won't hear rollicking songs of the sea from the Tars but raucous drinking songs and tradition chants cajoling the apple trees to be productive.  We were spared the bitter winds and ice this year, but the blazing bonfire in the orchard was still welcome, as were the mulled cider and pasties back in the church hall.

Pic courtesy James Bird

Pic courtesy Bev Slaughter