My favourite ghost tracking the haunted borders of autumn is Tom Tranter and his travelling cider-press. Strain of heavy horse, shake of applemill on cart is heard even when no phantom is seen. His ghost cry of: Û÷Cider Come! Cider joy!Ûª is omen of good vintage. – #CLNolan
My favourite ghost tracking the haunted borders of autumn is Tom Tranter and his travelling cider-press. Strain of heavy horse, shake of applemill on cart is heard even when no phantom is seen. His ghost cry of: ‘Cider Come! Cider joy!’ is omen of good vintage. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 6, 2020