I first noticed the leaves turning, green fading to brown, a few weeks ago. July - I mean, what's all that about? I did wonder whether it was rust - all the rain we've had, but no - it's definitely early-onset autumn! The wind has picked up to gusty. Not quite what Beaufort would call a gale, but not far off. The handkerchief would definitely not fall at one's feet.

And so I've come to the conclusion that winter isn't far off - but I'm not saddened by this. No, instead I look forward to an end to the damp heat that makes me sit infront of a desk fan all day.

I look forward to winter like a tired man looks forward to his bed.