Apple tree route

Of the ten apple-tree grafts I did (with a lot of help) almost four years ago, all five on dwarfing rootstock died but all five on standard rootstock survived.

Of the surviving five, I gave one to the person who taught me to graft and he has planted it on a piece of council/public land. I will plant mine in my garden as soon as the path-building is finished - in a week or so, I hope.

Today, B came to collect his, and here it is on its train journey to Margate. (Guest blip, obviously.)

In 1992, when we first took the children from London to look at what would be their new home in Oxford, we bought a picnic of treats in the local corner shop and sat eating them under the parent tree. I like the thought that these unnamed apples, which we have all eaten ever since, will continue in both of our new gardens for another generation or three.