We went from summer to autumn very quickly. One day it was t-shirts and flip flops, the next coats and scarves. Even the sun doesn’t feel warm anymore. Apples are ripening and falling – when did that happen? I’m dreaming of making bramble jelly and plum crumble and buying a really nice new autumn jacket.
And of being warm again.
The peacock at The Trout. Every good pub should have one.
Brambles, glorious brambles!
St Giles Fair marks the end of the summer.