Britain's orchard, in a glass and on a plate.
Wassailing is the only British winter tradition that combines cider, soggy toast and competitive shouting at fruit trees. Here’s how to join in without becoming the cautionary tale in someone else’s orchard.
Britain’s perry pears have been quietly making some of the country’s most distinctive drinks while the rest of us reached for another bottle of apple cider. This winter, give the other orchard a seat at the table — starting with the roast pork.
Every December somebody at the table asks for 'something white, something French' — and every December the bird loses. Here's the case for putting a dry, still Herefordshire cider next to the turkey crown, with a pairing map from smoked salmon to Stilton and three makers telling us what they actually open.
A region-by-region crawl for the cold months: six British pubs with their own orchard, estate press or a neighbour with a cider shed and a handshake arrangement. Each one comes with the cider to order, a walk that earns it, and the kind of welcome that doesn't flinch at boots.
Every winter, tonnes of good British apples fall to the grass because picking them is nobody's paid job. Gleaning groups turn that windfall into shared crates, community pudding and very good cider. Here is how to join a pick in late 2026 — or start one without annoying a farmer.
Bramley has had a good run, but Britain's orchards are full of stranger, tastier characters. Here are nine varieties worth chasing in 2026, with flavour notes, kitchen uses and a shortlist of orchards and shops that still sell actual apples.
The best late-autumn orchard shopping is not in a chiller cabinet. It is at a wobbly table by a gate, with a tin for coins and a sign asking you to shut the gate. Here is our regional hit list of farm-gate stalls, honesty boxes and cider sheds, plus the etiquette that keeps them going.
We bought a trolley-load of supermarket apple juice, covered the labels and argued for an afternoon. The result is part buying guide, part support group: here is what tastes like orchard, what tastes like syrup and what should stay on the shelf.
October gets the festivals, the presses and the photographs. November gets the cold hands, the brash fires and the cider that actually tastes of something. An unapologetic argument for mulled cider over mulled wine, plus bottles worth carrying to the flames.
Not every apple is built for the long haul, and no amount of newspaper will save a Discovery from itself. A myth-busting guide to which British varieties genuinely keep, the three storage camps worth arguing about, and a six-week taste test that separates the Christmas heroes from the compost.