Windfalls at Wisley.
All with wonderful names like Edith Hopwood, Worcester Pearmain and Beauty of Bedford.
There seems to have been a bumper crop this year. I keep spying them on my travels - in the hedgerow of a busy main road, quietly growing on the railway bank as the train trundles by, tucked into the corner of an allotment as vegetable beds are quietly tended to.
Mr and Mrs M Senior have a huge apple tree at the end of their garden which is straining under the weight of its bounty this year. We've been more than happy to take bags of them off their hands and our freezer is now happily stocked with apple puree.
How do you eat yours? I like to eat mine with vintage cheddar cheese. Or better still, in a warm crumble with lashings of custard and ice cream. Yum, yum.