The Rick Stein programme with the excerpt featuring the Walkers at Haye Farm was on tonight on one of those endless repeat channels.
I had seen it before, and I must have read TSP before I saw it last time, because I remember thinking they seemed rather odd and thinking (as I did when I first read TSP), ‘Well, these are understandably embittered, angry people who aren’t pretending to be ok with what life has dealt them’. Rick Stein didn’t seem particularly at ease, either. I think I thought at the time that maybe the cider wasn’t that good, and he was only covering Haye Farm because of TSP and the backstory.
This time, what struck me was that their body language was definitely odd and rather ill at ease, they didn’t seem at home on the farm (not surprising as I think from the timeline they’d already left by the time of filming, or at least were about to?), or at all at ease with the cider-making process (again, not surprising if they’d never made any cider). Also that TW, looking at Rick Stein and agreeing solemnly that he had a terminal illness, looked in robust good health— in fact SW is the one who looks rather pallid and unwell, but dominates the talk, with her gaspy little runs of speech and problems with certain consonants. TW says little.
TW looks rather hangdog throughout, apart from the vertical hair, and a moment when he lights up when showing Rick Stein how the cider makers of the past had chalked a stick in a wall groove before fitting it into the cider press. Then you see a bit of the charm SW is so insistent on.
Some man, unnamed, is the one actually operating the press in one scene, but TW is finetuning it with the historic stick in another. SW goes in with a glass and gives Rick Stein some fresh juice — and he says something like ‘Not too sweet, nice acidity’ and SW makes some quip about it being ‘history in a glass’, and we cut to a shot of some barrels.
But when you think about it, any normal cider farm would give Rick Stein some actual cider from a previous vintage, not just apple juice. But they don’t. Presumably because there isn’t any? Which is a bit like visiting a vineyard and getting some fresh grape juice rather than wine…?
And then cut to Gigspanner rehearsing in a barn.