Earlier this year I flew over the birthplace of the Cox's Orange Pippin when my 'plane landed at Heathrow Airport. The runway stretches out towards the village of Colnbrook ending about 3 miles from its border. Hardly a buhcolic setting. How I wish I could travel back to the 19th century when the area was covered in miles of orchards. How beautiful, fragrant and above all, quiet it must have been.
In the early 1820's Richard Cox, a successful brewer, chose the village for his retirement home. He moved to a nice house on two acres of land and arranged his household to suit his needs. Three servants inside and three gardeners, which makes me think he was serious about growing things.
About 1825 Mr Cox planted two seeds from a Ribston Pippin which he is thought to have pollinated with a Blenheim Orange. The Ribston Pippin was first grown at Ribston Hall in Yorkshire from seeds sent from Normandy sometime between 1688 and 1709 depending on accounts.
Ribston Hall |
1966 Mr LC Grant, right, and Mr CJ Brown during repairs of the boundary wall at Blenheim Palace in Woodstock |
Back to Mr Cox. Some years later, when the trees had fruited, one stood out for its wonderful flavour. In 1836 he supplied some grafts to R. Small & Son, the local nurseryman (then located behind Nursery Cottage on the south side of the High Street) who sold the first trees in 1840. Nursery Cottage is now a comfortable BandB, handy for accessing Heathrow Airport.
Sadly, nothing is left of Mr Cox's garden. A block of flats (apartments) occupies the site. I've heard that around the back of the building, if you poke around a bit, the remnants of a summer house can be found. At least Mr Cox has his name attached to the apple and a park has been created nearby to honour their history.
benches created for the new orchard |
I'd love to know more about the other players in the story, who no doubt contributed greatly. Mr Kempster, the gardeners who worked for Mr Cox and at Ribston Hall, and Mr Small and his nursery. When I caress the bark of my small Orange Pippin, growing far from its native soil, I will think of them.
Everybody and everything has a story.
ReplyDeleteSo true. I love stories.
DeleteWho would have thought that a simple apple would have such a rich history. Oh and it's one of my favourites too.
ReplyDeleteA lot of plants have fascinating stories interwoven with the human history. Thinking about all those plant hunters going off into uncharted territory.
DeleteIt's neat that the details of the story are known!
ReplyDeleteI'd like to know more. Sad the original orchard no longer exists.
DeleteAn interesting tale and such a shame that the garden has gone. I'm following an apple tree too... but not such a sweet one! Gillian
ReplyDeleteI'm interested in heritage trees. Near us the whole community has raised funds to save an old orchard.
DeleteWhat an interesting story, and one I was unaware of. How good that the stories live on to be retold.
ReplyDeleteI'm a great believer in passing down history in stories.
DeleteHave never thought who Mr Cox might have been before! I doubt if he or the other's involved in the development of Cox's Orange Pippin would be pleased with the tasteless, texture-odd, unripe things which get sold under his name in our shops. Most things, I reckon, have got better during my lifetime. Cox's apples are an exception
ReplyDeleteCommercialisation has ruined a lot of things. I'm so glad I can shop from my own garden.
DeleteIt is so fascinating to learn the origins of things isn't it?!?!?! Makes me sad that there is not much left of his garden though they have left a special gift behind. Such outstanding photos friend! Hope you are doing well! Nicole xoxo
ReplyDeleteI love history so I'm always wanting to dig deeper in a story.
DeleteSusan I had no idea about Pippins and this one in particular. So sad the orchards are gone, but it is nice to know they live on...if I ever get a chance to taste these I will count myself lucky.
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