Tasmania is famous for its apples, but my admirers are always coming up to me and asking, “Bigs, why isn’t there a Big Apple down there? The Apple Isle is home to the Big Penguin, Big Cherry and Big Bee. But what about, y’know, an apple? Make it make sense, Bigs. Make it make sense!”

Well, my dear Biggie, fret no longer. I’m delighted to reveal that a fairly large apple can be found in the enchanting hamlet of Spreyton – but you’ll have to keep your eyes peeled to spot it. The Big Apple, in all its deliciously campy homemade splendour, is hidden away on the roof of Spreyton Bakery.

Sure, this isn’t the largest, roundest, brightest or most apple-shaped Big Apple around, but it’s wholesome to the core. To the core, geddit? Teehee!

The craftmanship may be crude, but never veers towards crassness. The fairest apple does, indeed, hang upon the highest bough. Alright, I don’t know what a bough is, either, so let’s just move on.

Whilst this specimen resembles numerous other carpark apples (particularly the example in Acacia Ridge, Queensland), there’s something about this one that makes my heart sing. The ribbing used to construct the fruit is clearly visible, giving the appearance of a giant red piñata. And who doesn’t like piñatas?

That rustic, quirky, but ultimately delicious nature is mirrored by the meat pies, cakes, chicken burgers and fruit loaves offered in the shop below. But the star of the show are the sweet treats, including – of course – their world-class apple pies.

Quite a feat when the bakers must spend all day fighting the urge to race outside and stare in slack-jawed wonder at the giant apple on the roof!