Pick your own, fresh from the fields

CAROLS @ KEIRLES 

COME AND SING!

 

AT FRUIT FARM (JUST OFF A38)

Wednesday 22nd December

6 – 7 pm

Under cover, but pls bring torch

Seasonal refreshments, no loos!

All welcome – no charge

Donations for The Children’s Society

 

                         

 

 

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Carol 1 No 3 on sheet

 

O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.

 

For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God, the King,
And peace to men on earth.

 

How silently, how silently,
The wondrous Gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

 

O holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us today.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell:
Oh, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emmanuel

 

Carol 2 No 7 on sheet

 

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.

 

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love the Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

 

Be near me Lord Jesus; I ask Thee to stay
Close by me for ever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven to live with thee there.

 

Carol 3 No 11 on sheet

 

The Holly and the Ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown:
Chorus: Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer;
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.

 

The holly bears a blossom,
As white as th’lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To be our sweet Saviour:

 

The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do poor sinners good:

 

The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas day in the morn:

 

The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall.
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all:

 

The Holly and the Ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown;

 

Carol 4 No 20 on sheet

 

Good King Wenceslas look’d out
On the feast of Stephen.
When the snow lay round about deep and crisp and even;
Brightly shone the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruael,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gath’ring winter fuel.

 

Men: ‘ Hither page, and stand by me,
If thou know’st it telling,
Yonder peasant who is he?
Whence and what his dwelling?’
Women: ‘Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence,
By St Agnes’ fountain’

 

All: ‘Bring me flesh and bring me wine,
Bring me pine logs hither;
Thou and I will see him dine,
When we bear them thither’.
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together,
Through the rude winds’ wild lament
And the bitter weather.

 

Women: ‘ Sire, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows sronger;
Fails my heart, I know not how;
I can go no longer.’
Men: ‘ Mark my footsteps good, my page,
Tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter’s rage
Freeze they blood less coldly.’

 

All In his master’s steps he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christians all, be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.

 

Some words or poem

 

Carol 5 No 22 on sheet

 

In the bleak midwinter,
frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow,
snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter,
long ago.

 

Our God, heaven cannot hold him,
nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away
when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter
a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.

 

What can I give him,
poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd,
I would bring a lamb.
If I were a wise man,
I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him –
give my heart.

 

 

 

Carol 6 12 Days of Christmas
(not on music sheet)

 

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– A partridge in a pear tree
On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Five Gold Rings ………etc
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Six geese a laying……….
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Seven swans a swimming………
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Eight maids a milking………
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Nine ladies dancing…………….
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Ten lords a leaping…………………
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Eleven pipers piping……………………
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Twelve drummers drumming……………… ( ….. well done all!)

 

Short Break – Refreshments

 

Carol 7 No 20 on sheet

 

The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
And they say that His name was Jesus.
Chorus: He come from the glory,
He come from the glorious kingdom.
He come from the glory,
He come from the glorious kingdom.
Oh yes, believer! Oh yes, believer!
He come from the glory,
He come from the glorious kingdom.

 

The angels sang when the baby born,
The angels sang when the baby born,
The angels sang when the baby born,
And proclaimed Him the Saviour Jesus.

 

The shepherds came where the baby born,
The shepherds came where the baby born,
The shepherds came where the baby born,
And they say that His name was Jesus.

 

The Wise Men saw where the baby born,
The Wise Men saw where the baby born,
The Wise Men saw where the baby born,
And they say that His name was Jesus.

 

Carol 8 No 25 on sheet

 

It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold.
‘Peace on the earth, goodwill to men,
From heaven’s all-gracious King’
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.

 

Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
O’er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lonely plains
They bend on heavenly wing,
And even o’er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

 

Yet, with the woes of sin and strife,
The world had suffered long;
Beneath the angels’ strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong.
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring:
Oh, hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing.

 

For lo! The days are hastening on,
By prophet bards foretold.
Whne, with the ever circling years,
Comes round the age of gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient spendours fling,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing!

 

Carol 9 No 26 on sheet

 

See Him lying in a bed of straw:
A draughty stable with an open door.
Mary cradling the babe she bore –
The Prince of Glory is his name.
Chorus: O now carry me to Bethlehem
To see the Lord appear to men –
Just as poor as was the stable then,
The Prince of Glory when he came.

 

Star of silver, sweep across the skies,
Show where Jesus in the manger lies;
Shepherds, swiftly from your stupor rise
To see the Saviour of the world!

 

Angels, sing again the song you sang,
Bring God’s glory to the heart of man;
Sing that Bethl’em’s little baby can
Be salvation to the soul.

 

Some words or poem

 

Carol 10 No 15 in sheet

 

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
‘Round yon virgin Mother and Child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

 

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar;
Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia!
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born!

 

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, oh, love’s pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth

 

Carol 11 No 18 in sheet

 

Ding dong merrily on high
In heaven the bells are ringing.
Ding dong! Verily the sky
Is riven with angels singing:
Chorus: Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis.

 

E’en so here below below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And i-o, i-o , i-o,
By priests and people sungen:

 

Pray you dutifully prime
Your matin chimes ye, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rime
Your evetime song ye singers:

 

Carol 12 No 12 on sheet

 

Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled.”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
join the triumph of the skies;
with the angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”
Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

 

Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of a Virgin’s womb!
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see!
Hail, the incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

 

Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild, he lays his glory by,
born that man no more may die,
born to raise the sons of earth,
born to give them second birth.
Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

 

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Pick your own is as easy as it sounds!

Come along and enjoy the countryside and the freshest fruits

Fun for all ages to harvest the soft fruits of summer, in a beautiful, peaceful field.
You are welcome to bring your own containers to pick into, just ask us to weigh them before picking

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Our Farm 

As well as fruit, we grow wheat and oilseeds on the farm and run two flocks of sheep.
The wheat and oilseed rape( the fields of yellow flowers) are planted in the autumn using zero tillage (conservation agriculture) in our quest to improve the naturally shallow and hungry soils that rise into the Quantock hills above the fruit farm.
In the spring we plant the peas and linseed ( the pretty blue flower seen in June )
The crops are harvested in the summer using the combine harvester, the seeds stored for use in the winter as cattle feed, vegetable oils and linseed oil.
 
We also have an orchard of 1200 holly trees, which we harvest every Christmas for the berried foliage.
 
The sheep graze the steep valleys of grass. We have North country mules from Cumbria and a small flock of Ouessants, a French breed of sheep, the smallest sheep in the world, that graze the grass under the tabletop strawberries.

Pumpkins at Thurloxton

This year we are growing pumpkins for Halloween.
Come and join us in October for a spooky walk, games, PYO pumpkins and a carving tent.

Our Team

The Quick family have farmed in Thurloxton, on the foothills of the Quantocks, for most of the last century, growing wheat, barley and oilseeds, and running a flock of sheep. In 1973 the Pick Your Own was started with one acre of strawberries.    Since then it has grown to meet increasing demand and we now produce a wide range of fruit and vegetables on 25 acres of rich, red, soil.
We have always strived to give our customers the best, that is why the fruit is grown solely for pick your own, giving you first choice and guaranteeing top quality produce in the fields.

Family Run Business Since 1937

 

Our Customers Say…

Amazing place! Very friendly place and great prices! My friends and I had a great time and we can’t wait to go again! 😁👍

Stephen Lamprill

This little gem of a place it located just off the A38 in Thurloxton. A great family run business offering a huge range of pick your own fruits and vegetables at really good prices. Ice creams, clotted cream and drinks available

Claire Taylor

Fab visit today huge punnets of black currants strawberries and raspberries and some broad beans picked, delicious ice cream eaten and watching the combine was a treat!!!

Ann Barbeary

Lovely time picking strawberries, raspberries & gooseberries. My parents used to take my children when they were small & they loved it. Now I’m taking my own grandaughter! Keeping up a family tradition. Friendly, helpful staff and afterwards it was lovely to enjoy one of the ice-cream they sell sitting in the sunshine. Definately will be back & thoroughly recommend.

Anna Tozer