I used to have my own informal wassails in town and finishing off at home every weekend
until I reached 50 and had to start taking blood pressure tablets, water tablets and statins...

Besides which, in recent years most of my favourite pubs either stopped selling proper cider, were demolished for property development,
or burnt down [suspicious insurance job / evade planning permits ?.. - funnily enough the burnt out shell is to be replaced by luxury flats..]..

There are at least 3 cider makers within my territory, one definitely continues wassail as a marketing PR opportunity,
but public transport at night is virtually non existent.
So as much as I'd like a one off trad night to break my self imposed sobriety,
tough titties for me... 🍏 🍎 🍐