Cider Jar of the Month - Creedy Valley

The Creedy Valley Cider Co were one of several sizeable Devon producers which would have benefited from the burgeoning West Country tourist trade of the 60's. This era would have presumably been the peak of Creedy's business success, but it's doubtful whether the company lasted into the 80's since there is no mention of the company in the earliest cider guides which date from this time. But if you thought that the early demise of this regional ciderworks would make their cider jars hard to find, you'd be very wrong.

Creedy Valley cider jars come in all shapes and sizes, and crop up more frequently than perhaps any others. They are very common on eBay, can be found in charity shops the length and breadth of the country, and are occasionally passed off as rare and valuable antiques when in fact they are very common and have little monetary value.

It is perhaps surprising that a company which produced so many of these gaudy cider jars for the tourist trade, and presumably had a good reputation in their local area of Crediton, made such a minimal impact in the few books and online resources which deal with the history of English cidermaking. The only reference I've managed to find is in Mark Foot's excellent collection of history and anecdote 'Cider's Story Rough and Smooth' (1999), in which we learn that the Creedy Valley Cider Co fell victim (at some point) to the voracious appetite for takeovers which helped Bulmers grow to its current position as the worlds biggest producer of cider (of a sort!).

I said that Creedy cider jars come in different versions, and you can see that the most unusual jar in my collection is one made for the Old Inn, Widecombe, which depicts 'Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all' on their way back from the famous Widecombe Fair. I've seen other designs too, including one with the slightly misleading appendage of 'Greetings from Cornwall', suggesting that Creedy Valley's cider sales extended throughout the West Country, and possibly beyond.

Something Fowl in the Orchard!

This persistent rain seems to be dampening everyone's spirits. Cidermakers in particular will be glummer than usual at the thought of another 'less-than-vintage' apple harvest this year. Sure, there's plenty of apples about, and the rain is certainly helping to swell the fruit, but for good sugar levels and flavour we could do with a bit of sunshine.... Please!

On a brighter note, our three lovely hens have arrived, two Gingernut Ranger's, and a Miss Pepperpot, accompanied by a smart new Eglu from the Omlet people. This system of chicken keeping suits our needs well, and three hens should be just about right to patrol our small garden orchard.


Chickens and orchards have a natural synergy. Chickens love to scratch around the orchard floor, pecking at anything that looks tasty. The pupae of Codling Moths (Cydia pomonella), the scourge of apple growers worldwide, often overwinter on the orchard floor, so we're hoping that our hens develop a taste for these and other damaging pests.

As if that wasn't enough, all this scratching and pecking around should result in the hens depositing a range of useful nutrients amongst the trees. Chicken droppings are a great source of Nitrogen, Phosphates, Potash and Calcium, as well as a range of trace elements which are all very useful to the fruit and vegetable grower. Chicken manure can be bought in pelleted form for use around the garden, but we will have our own 'on tap' as it were.

Eggs are of course essential to any self respecting orchard breakfast, and Chickens provide great free entertainment.

We'll have to keep the hens contained in their run for a few days, in the same way that a cat needs to be kept in for a time following a house move. It should help them settle into their new home. I can't see the hens kicking up too much of a fuss about this, after all, who'd want to go out in weather like this!

Melton Mowbray Beer Festival

There's more to Melton Mowbray than Pork Pies and Stilton Cheese you know! Not that I'm denigrating two of Leicestershire's best known, and world class traditional foods.

The pies from Dickinson & Morris's Ye Olde Pork Pie Shoppe are without a doubt my all time favourite pork pies. Uncured pork, hand raised pastry, and just the right amount of peppery seasoning make the Dickinson & Morris Pork Pie a worthy recipient of the Protected Geographical Indicator (PGI) status which has finally been granted this year. Tuxford & Tebbutt make Stilton Cheese in the very heart of Melton, and whilst it's probably not my favourite of the seven traditional Stilton Cheese makers (that honour must go to the Long Clawson Dairy down the road), they certainly produce a fine round of tangy blue cheese.

The market town of Melton Mowbray has become a bit of a foodie destination in recent years, playing host to the very successful East Midlands Food & Drink Festival in October, and a weekly farmers market which takes place at the excellent Livestock Market on Scalford Road. Melton Mowbray Market is a wonderful place to be on a market day, and a rare survivor from the days when most towns hosted a regular market for the sale of livestock. As a child I remember being taken to the Cattle Market in Leicester and being entranced by the noise, smells, and general hub-bub of a busy livestock market.

As if all this were not enough to make Melton a bit of a foodie hot spot, Melton Mowbray Market is also home to one of Leicestershire's finest beer festivals. The Melton Mowbray Beer Festival is held over the weekend of the 19th and 20th of September on the same site which hosts the weekly Farmers Market. Lovers of fine food and drink can combine a day at the festival with visits to the excellent pie and sausage shops, the busy farmers market, and perhaps enjoy a glass of our own Rockingham Forest Cider at the cider bar, the ideal accompaniment to a wedge of local Stilton Cheese.

Cider House Blues

There are several pubs dotted around the country which carry the moniker 'Cider House', but the number of truly authentic licenced premises which are solely devoted to the sale of cider can be counted on the fingers of one hand, and even then the thumb and index finger will be surplus to requirements!

On our way to the Ross Cider Festival last weekend we popped into a pub which until fairly recently would have been considered a true cider-only drinking establishment, a real rarity from an age when even London boasted a cider house (run by Westons of Herefordshire). The Blue Bell Cider House is located on a quiet section of the Stratford upon Avon canal at Hockley Heath, and was formerly owned by the mighty H P Bulmer of Hereford. It would have serviced the needs of canal folk in the days when the canals were less tourist highways, and more the arteries of heavy industry. We can only imagine the kind of place the Blue Bell was in those days. Hard graft presumably led to hard drinking, and the isolated nature of many canalside pubs may have kept them out of the eye of sober authorities.

So what of the Blue Bell in modern times? I last visited this pub back in the 80's and it appears to have been extended a little since then. There is the ubiquitous covered smoking zone adjoining the car park, with most of the rather nondescript interior given over to dining. On the positive side, the original bar is traditional and relatively unspoilt. There's a well worn darts board, and a wide range of traditional cider mugs adorn the servery. These mugs are not just for show, there were plenty of locals drinking the cider when we visited, the perfect accompaniment to England's latest success in a one day cricket international. Outside are several tables overlooking the canal, and this is perhaps the pubs strongest point. Which brings us to the slightly sticky issue of the ciders!

The last vestiges of a cider drinking tradition in England are often to be found in the backstreet locals and isolated rural inns which have somehow escaped the curse of crass modernisation. The pubs themselves are often classics, unspoilt by unnecessary 'progress', yet still thriving businesses sought out by connoisseurs of our glorious pub heritage. The downside to this is that sometimes the drink offering has become stuck in a less attractive 'time warp' of its own.

The twentieth century obsession with mergers and cost efficiencies all but removed the ciders of smaller producers from pubs, in favour of the more 'industrial' offerings of the bigger producers. One legacy of this steady reduction in choice has been that many of these unspoilt cider pubs have a strong commitment to the cider brands they've always sold. At one point in the early 80's for example, just about the only 'traditional' ciders you would find in West Country and West Midlands pubs were Bulmers Traditional, and Taunton Traditional, pleasant enough national brands, but neither of which I would put in the same class as the 100% pure juice ciders currently being championed by the smaller craft producers.

Unfortunately the choice of ciders at the Blue Bell seem to follow this unwelcome tradition. Bulmers Traditional Cider (now made by Westons I believe), and Inch's Stonehouse Cider (formerly a well respected Devon cidermaker, but now made by Bulmers, or maybe Westons? so no longer a true Devon cider), both on handpump. In the interest of research I tried a half of each and was suitably unimpressed with both. There was a stack of empty Thatchers Cider barrels in the yard which would have been a better choice for me if it had been available, but if we visit again I'll stick to the beers of which there was a good range from small indepenant brewers. A traditional cider house it may be, but perhaps it's time for the cider range to move into the 21st century alongside the pub.

Herefordshire hop

When two or more cidermakers gather in a single place, they can usually be relied upon to have a bit of a drink. At the Ross Cider & Perry Festival there are literally dozens of cidermakers, and whilst the drinking is certainly not the only attraction on offer, there's a hell of a lot of 'sampling' and 'research' going on.

Mike Johnson and his hard-working team have been organising a festival at Broome Farm for several years now, and it's getting better every year. The basic premise of the event is a weekend of live music, accompanied by the Broome Farm cider bar and excellent home-cooked food. Friday is Ceilidh night, and Sunday features a very good Farmers Market and Craft fair. The main event though is the Saturday 'Meet the Cidermakers' day, where several cidermakers from Herefordshire and slightly further afield set out their stalls and offer for sale and sampling a bewildering array of fine ciders and perrys.

I've always thought that the timing of the Ross Cider Festival is very good. Many of the ciders and perrys are at the peak of maturity, and the pressing demonstration by Dave Mathews of Seidr Dai is a nice touch, all the better for using seasonal fruit. But perhaps the best thing about mixing with so many experienced cidermakers at this time of year is the chance to make useful contacts, pick up tips, and exchange information whilst the thought of the impending cidermaking season is fresh in our minds.

It was of course a huge pleasure to just share a drink with people we enjoy chatting with, but rarely get the chance to meet. The nouveau cidermaking tradition of the East Midlands was well represented with Ray and Gail of Torkard Cider, and Chris and Sue of Three Cats Cider in attendance. Ray and Chris can be seen here in full flow. I believe they may have been discussing something too.

Another great festival, congratultions to all involved. If you missed it never fear, there should be several more events organised for the Summer of 2009, culminating in the cider festival at the end of August, and a visit to Mike's cider cellar at Broome Farm is always a rewarding experience whatever the time of year.