“A stick”

Dave & I were playing at a lovely apple harvesting day in Axmouth, we wandered around the beautiful orchard playing to the groups of apple pickers and the folks helping to process the apples through the various stages needed to make juice.

Standing by a tree, Dave & I were having a quick break between tunes when a young lad walked up to me and looked pointedly at my violin bow. “Have you got a stick I can use to get the apples down?” – I did feel a bit mean, but I had to say no.