Wandering through the orchards earlier, I was most pleased with the apple-set. The "blooth", as Charley insisted on calling it, was very heavy back in May and it would appear that the cider harvest is set to go well. Big, big crop of apples coming, by the look of it.
In just 152 short years, most of the populace will be drinking industrial cider that is a "disgrace to the name of stimmilent". Which is bad. Just a few brave cider-makers keeping a craft going.
Whereas here, it's mostly craft, home-brewed. OK, some of it takes repulsive and it's got bits floating in it. But it's all apple (except when the rain gets in) and at least nobody gets the Devon colic any more.