Posted by sean on July 12, 2014 at 10:25 pm in Cider with No Comments

Living in Somerset, generally anything goes. Although there are two strict rules. The first rule is that you never steal your neighbour’s cow. The second rule, and perhaps the most important, is that you never, ever, EVER drink cider with ice. I shamefully broke that rule this evening. Worse still, the crime was committed with the best cider you can buy – Sheppys Dabinett.

In my defence, the weather was extremely hot, I wanted to relax with a drink while watching the World Cup and there was nothing in the fridge. Given the extreme temperatures, a warm cider was not an option. If you find me guilty of this heinous crime, I will accept my punishment and exile myself back to York.

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