There is a slight chill in the air, the skies are blue and it is time to put on that winter coat, to decide whether sun glasses look seasonal or silly with warm clothes and to go for a walk round town.
I am sure this time of year is beautiful in many countries but in my small county town on a day like today, it is possible to feel a surge of patriotic pleasure at the sight of the Union Jack fluttering in the Autumn breeze and to think England is at its best now.
I go past here every day on my way to practise kungfu in the park and envy the owners of that little shed – maybe one year I will weaken and given in to the temptations of growing my own food. Time will tell.
Now though, I am off to London for lunch so I wouldn’t have had time to go out there picking any of those fine looking cabbages – there is, after all, something equally attractive about sitting in a restaurant and enjoying food that has arrived, as if by magic, onto your plate.
See you later!