Monday 18th September 2023

Weekend ends and so we pack up our troubles and head to the coalface with our snap in our knapsacks whilst whistling a happy tune and our hats at a jaunty angle.

Autumn arrives this week with three days of storms, wind, if not lightning. But between there is some sun.

A hard day of meetings trying to get people to understand the reality of what they have done, without much success, if I'm honest.

But this is to be a short week, an hour or so off on Tuesday and then meeting a friend on Wednesday in Canterbury, so exciting stuff.

Even if work isn't.

Later in the day I tried to do some gardening, trimming the lavender out front, but as soon as I snipped a dead head off, the wind whisked it along the street.

We'll call that a draw.

Jools was going to her new aquafit class in the evening, so a late dinner of fritters and a nice beer, for me.

Darkness now falls just after seven, and so the long dark winter months are now drawing in.