Where the hell is Autumn?
I know a lot of people complained that there was no summer but we did actually have a typical (and quite nice) summer this year. Helped that I was off for the whole of it as many of the nicer days were weekdays. OK, there were no major heatwaves lasting for ages, but you’d all be whinging about it being too hot anyway.
What we haven’t had is autumn. The trees are just turning and yet we’re getting cold, crisp nights that, combined with the smell of wood fires, put me in mind of bonfire night and onwards into winter. It’s cold, wet and miserable. I’ve got my first cold (although that’s going to be more a function of commuting and being in a big air conditioned office again), I’ve closed all the windows in the house and the heating is likely to come on a month early. I even had the bathroom heater on this morning. Is it too much to ask for the gradual decline into winter that we usually get rather than this whole ’sod it, summer is over’ rubbish?
