Now you see it… and now you don’t.
Is the sun hiding from us? Or is it just not putting the effort in? Either way, the love-hate relationship we have always had with our weather seems to be erring towards the latter sentiment now, as the so-called Summer draws to a close. Could it be time to accept that having our umbrellas violently inverted by rogue gusts of wind and our lower regions sloshed with tyre-propelled puddle water is a sign that Autumn has come early? I for one have relinquished my sandals and am planning for the season of mists and other inclement conditions. Here’s my list of where to find mellow fruitfulness!