WE HAVE BEEN to Middle England, an interesting place in a county called Gloucestershire which appears to preserve things old and some things even older.
Middle England is up a bit from Oxford to the left from London, and down quite a lot from Aberdeen which is to top right in Scotland, so Middle England is down a lot and traverse Hadrian’s Wall and if they let you in, you will find it. It is very swampy up in Moreton-in-Marsh and environs. It was so wet yesterday a big show was called off, much to the chagrin of those that have chagrins. But opposite the very excellent Bakers Arms, in some quaint little village called Broad Campden, we spotted a tree which must be the mother and father of all sorts of trees.
What sort of tree is this? These villages are very quiet and do not have 100 Feet Roads, as far as we call tell. ♣
I am assured by the landlady of the very excellent Baker’s Arms that it’s a Perry Pear tree, once used for making cider out of pears.