In 2010, four cider heads were sent to Guy’s Marsh prison for pissing off the end of Bournemouth pier. This bunch of hairy-arsed reprobates promptly escaped from this medium security facility and escaped to the West Country underground. Today, they survive as scrumpy’n’western musicians: if you have a festival, venue or party, and if you have cider, maybe you can hire the Skimmity Hitchers.

Just bung yer details and a message into the form below and click send. We’ll get back to you as soon as we’ve finished this here flagon of scrump……