Apple lost in memory
The "Apple Days" in recent Star reports sounded to be good educational fun. There must be hundreds of apple species known only near the orchards where they grow. The Ellison Pippin has intrigued me for years, though I have never seen or tasted one.
The "Apple Days" in recent Star reports sounded to be good educational fun. There must be hundreds of apple species known only near the orchards where they grow. The Ellison Pippin has intrigued me for years, though I have never seen or tasted one.
About 60 years ago, I cycled one day from a village near the Dove to a city on the Witham, welcomed in Ellison Street by family members.
It was a neat, clean street with a fine view of a gasometer at the end.
It may have been 30 years later when I read about the Ellison Pippin, bred just around the corner from that street by a vicar in his orchard. I may have photographed old church doorways there but did not see a vicarage. I imagine birds singing in the apple trees.
If that little street was named after the vicar, he must have been a good man. But has anyone seen an Ellison Pippin apple?
Mary Stringer, Bridgnorth
