Wassailing the Apple Orchard

I had a lovely time in Holywells Park, in Ipswich today. Wassailing the Apple Orchard, with my friend Gerry Donlon who gave a short poem in honour of the apple tree. The picture below is of me telling an Italian folk tale as to how the blackbird got its orange beak and beautiful black feathers. It was a lovely friendly community gathering, to celebrate a very old tradition.