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Apples come in more shapes and sizes than I could possibly imagine
I have apples dancing before my eyes. Big apples, small apples, red apples, yellow apples, apples with peculiar bumps on them and apples with names straight out of a mediaeval pageant (‘Coeur de Boeuf’ or ‘Langton’s Nonesuch’, anyone?)
The world has gone apple mad. Probably something to do with Apple Day, which was celebrating its 21st birthday last Friday, but this weekend there were appley events at absolutely any garden which had so much as a passing acquaintance with apple trees (and quite a few who didn’t but wanted to get in on the act anyway).
It was all rather serendipitous for me, as I am planning an orchard. A proper orchard this time: not the two or three ailing trees we currently have, but a majestic hillside’s worth of apple, pear, plum and damson. But most important of all are the apples.
Since my soil is thin and chalky, and the site I have in mind is east-facing (so a little prone to early frosts in spring), I needed a little advice. I also have an existing apple tree which was fruiting its heart out this year – yet whose variety I couldn’t guess at. If anyone was in need of an apple day, it was me.
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Somerset's finest: heirloom varieties of cider apples have been grown for hundreds of years
Fortunately my local National Trust garden at Barrington Court has a whole field full of trees bowed down under the weight of the most prolific apple harvest I’ve ever seen (it’s been a good year for apples: last year’s blisteringly cold winter gave them just the right amount of chilling time, followed by a mild spring with no late frosts to blight blossom) – and was using its Apple Day on Saturday to share all that knowledge and experience.
All things appley were there. There were toffee apples, apple chutney, apple jam, apple juice (of which more later) and of course cider, which is I believe what Somerset was invented for.
But most importantly for me there was a table with a very nice and very knowledgeable woman sat behind it, armed with a large and daunting folder. In this folder were detailed – and I mean very, very detailed – descriptions of every kind of apple you could think of (and quite a few you couldn’t).
So along I went with three samples of my small, red, early-fruiting and very sweet apples, as well as some cookers from my mum’s very prolific and rather ancient tree – also a mystery variety inherited from some previous and anonymous, but clearly inspired apple-planter way back in the dim and distant past.
Identifying an apple is a fine art. You don’t (unless it’s a Cox or a Bramley, which most people could identify at a hundred paces) just look at the apple and say, ah yes, that’s a ‘Pitmaston’s Pineapple’ or whatever. There is far more to an apple’s appearance than I ever thought possible. For example:
The eye: this is the bit at the opposite end to the stalk. Is it sunken? At the same level as the surrounding flesh? Does it have lumps and bumps or is the slope down to the eye smooth and uniform? ‘Cox’s Pomona’, for example, has exactly five uniform bulges around its eye. Bet you never knew that.
The stalk; again, is it sunken or level with the surrounding flesh? This end is also where some ‘lumps and bumps’ appear.
Skin colour and texture: Is it a russet or a smooth-skinned apple? Are there spots, streaks or splashes? On one side or both sides? Or is the colour uniform?
Flesh colour: Cut a slice from an apple and look at the flesh: it could be greenish-white, yellowish-white, or pinkish-white.
Overall size and shape: Large or small? Flattened or perfectly round? Some apples, like the wonderfully-named ‘Sheeps Snout’, are very elongated.
Fruiting time: Crucial in identifying apples: when does the fruit ripen? My little apple tree was about dropping off the tree in early September – which is very early for an apple. ‘Cox’s Orange Pippin’ on the other hand goes well into October.
And all that is long before you get around to tasting it: in fact apart from general observations, such as ‘sweet’ or ‘sharp’, taste is about the last thing you consider when identifying an apple, as it’s so subjective.
Incidentally in case you’re wondering: my little red apples turn out to be ‘Devonshire Quarrenden’, which came as quite a surprise as I’d never heard of the variety before. I learn it dates back to 1676 and is one of the very earliest to fruit of all apples – which explains why we’d finished them by mid-September when most apple trees are just about starting. And my mum’s big old cooker? ‘Warner’s King’, another new one to me and again, one with a long and honourable history (though a mere newcomer compared with my little dessert apples: this one first appeared in 1700). I couldn’t have chosen better varieties myself.
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