I’m sitting watching Barry Scott removing soap scum. It’s impressive stuff, but to be honest, with all that exposure to noxious chemicals, I thought he was dead by now. I want some cider to separate me from the reality of Cillit Bang, so I go hunting. I don’t have to go far before I happen upon a small flock of organic ciders, gathered round the booze aisle in Wholefoods (née Fresh and Wild).
There’s one I’ve noticed before, but never yet gone for. It looks a bit dated, like a nineties alcopop or some perfume you’d get from Superdrug, or and Asda’s own rosé wine. Proper gay. It’s Ashridge, and tonight is its lucky night.
Back in my crib I seek the help of Kayden Williams. He’s a bottle opener, celebrating a christening. Found by some friends on a bus a few years ago and given to me as a birthday present. Strange christening gift, but Kayden has been a most useful companion.
Ashridge is quite a dark colour, with a rich, sticky smell. The treacle smell is often indicative of a rough ride with a cider, but Ashridge is nice and woodlandy, like an Elf with a tan. There’s a slight rose tint to the taste and I realise that that the Ashridge “Devon Blush’ actually means it has a bit of blackberry in it, but it’s very delicate. It’s a 4% cider with a bit of a tang in the aftertatse, more like a French cider.
Checking out the Ashridge website, I see they make sparkling ciders in the traditional champagne way, or ‘méthod champenoise’, if you’re foreign. However this carbonated, organic cider isn’t half bad, either. I find out that their new, updated design is by Buddy Creative, who seem to have done a couple of other cider brands, too. Apparently, the label is a ‘mini work of art’ in the shape of apples and blackberries. Well done Buddy. Still gay.
If you’re not put off by the camp label, this is a very nice cider, a great step in the right direction for those looking for a real cider version of Rekorderlig.