‘So that is our tradition, on old twelfy night we go, merriness in our cheeks and cider in our blood, to the orchard and hail the Quiet King. Many that observe the wassail do not truly believe in any repercussion in the event they fail to honour the Apple Tree Man. He is a fiction, a kindly and comforting one nonetheless, but a fiction all the same. This is what all rational minded men think of this... [click here for more]
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