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Aspalls (spelling ?) cider

135miles2mecca135miles2mecca
edited September 2009 in General Charlton
Been offline for a while, so just been catching up on the threads. The one posted by Carter about being smashed on a school night made me laugh. Some of the following comments really do ring true, Cider does creep up on you and bite yer arse. The reason I know this is because I live about 5 miles from Cider utopia "Thatchers" where they make quite a few traditional still ciders and some very good ciders that can now be bought on draught, my absolute favourite is Thatchers Gold, simply stunning! The traditional scrumpy is an absolute killer and will probably put you in the twilight (spelling?) zone for a day or to, I should know I have been there, not a pretty sight!!! Mind you at about £8 a gallon its worth the risk!

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  • Steve DowmanSteve Dowman
    While you were away we had a vote and it was decided that cider was only a drink for girls and sweet toothéd simpletons.

    Although I did live near bidenden for a few years and that is a cider to get mashed on, though it will not sneak up on you, it will slap you in the face on first contact with your taste buds and taunt you about the fact you will soon be a mess.
  • 135miles2mecca135miles2mecca
    SD - Your comment that decided cider was only a drink for girls, blah blah is kind of typical for people that just cannot handle it! I am not a cider drinker, I just happen to live in an area where quality cider (i.e. not magners, bulmers with ice etc) is made. I have seen some really funny results from people who don't normally drink the stuff! a couple of amusing stories if you are interested.
  • mid_life_crisismid_life_crisis
    Cider is the worst for creeping up on you - not a drink to take liberties with. I recall enjoying a rapid six pints of Merrydown Cider a few years back whilst down in Brighton.
    I thought I was just getting into my stride, then I got off my seat in the beer garden & suddenly found my only means of getting to the Gents was to crawl.
    The rest of the evening didn't go quite as planned.
  • 135miles2mecca135miles2mecca
    MLC - That is exactly what I am talking about. I remember many years ago coming back to Charlton following a family holiday in Somerset, my old man (god bless his soul) decided to buy 3 gallons of Thatchers scrumpy as a gift for some neighbours (who were brought up on special brew, breaker..etc). This cider was lethal, so much so we had to stop on the way home 3 times to release the gas that had built up in the containers! As you can imagine the results were brilliant, 3-4 hours after arriving home all hell broke loose in our road, reggae music, shouting, screaming, dancing, laughing, on top of park cars, unforgetable stuff!!
  • mid_life_crisismid_life_crisis
    [cite]Posted By: 135miles2mecca[/cite]MLC - That is exactly what I am talking about. I remember many years ago coming back to Charlton following a family holiday in Somerset, my old man (god bless his soul) decided to buy 3 gallons of Thatchers scrumpy as a gift for some neighbours (who were brought up on special brew, breaker..etc). This cider was lethal, so much so we had to stop on the way home 3 times to release the gas that had built up in the containers! As you can imagine the results were brilliant, 3-4 hours after arriving home all hell broke loose in our road, reggae music, shouting, screaming, dancing, laughing, on top of park cars, unforgetable stuff!!

    PMSL - quality.
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