Categories David Shakespearean medlars, ripening Post author By David Post date 30 October 2018 Medlars growing on a tree in the garden at Shakespeare’s birthplace, ripening. The fruit are ready to eat when they have bletted. In plain English, turned rotten – perhaps why they do not turn up on supermarket shelves. ← Autumn fungi: warted puffballs, Shottery woodland → Swan overhead, flying