Autumn, that’s what it is. Has anyone else noticed how fed-up everyone is at the moment? The last two weekends in particular have been orangey-brown and windswept. The garden is cold and dying, and nothing has gone to plan. We’ve passed this way before, though it’s previously happened only after a marathon or an injury. That sense of anti-climax that results in me not doing anything very active for far too long.… READ MORE.... …