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"Ophelia" > wrote:

> Don Gray wrote:
>> Arri London > wrote:
>>>
>>>> On Mon, 28 Sep 2009 18:24:46 -0600, Arri London wrote:
>>>>
>>>> And then there is 'scrumpy', which is homemade (alcoholic) cider.
>>>> Powerful, often opaque and doesn't taste of apples at all LOL. And
>>>> then there is the fictional 'scumble', which is even more powerful
>>>> and made of apples. Mostly apples ;P
>>>>
>>> Scrumpy is a dialect word from the West Country in the UK; Somerset
>>> (which is cider country), Avon etc.
>>> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scrumpy sums it up reasonably well.
>>
>> Arri. You've taken me back to the late 1950's. I was a corporal in the
>> Territorial Army, R.E.M.E division. Our Yorkshire division spent it's
>> annual camp at Tavistock, in Devon. One Saturday we were allowed a
>> trip into Plymouth. Four of us tackled the local pubs.
>>
>> We'd heard of the strength of scrumpy, the local delicacy and being
>> youthfully cocky, asked for four pints. A local, seeing the uniforms
>> and noting the foreign dialect warned us to drink only halves. Three
>> of us agreed but one of our bolshy pals ignored the old sage. The
>> booze was drawn from the barrel and although cloudy, went down a
>> treat. In less that an hour four had been sunk. We exited.
>>
>> On hitting the outside air the four pint fella went totally berserk.
>> He swung round the nearest lamppost shouting and singing. Just as
>> quickly he slid to the concrete and went out like a light.
>>
>> He had to be trucked back to the barracks. I've never drunk scrumpy
>> from that day to this.

> LOL One only makes that mistake once)

Sure thing and he got a real dressing down, when he eventually sobered
up the following morning




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Don