When you are hurtling headlong into Winter. As Steve notes, the global marketing machine is winding up for the winter assault on our sensibilities now that we have turned the corner into September.
Here in London the heat wave is well and truly a thing of the past. Bobo has been sneaking the central heating on at home when she thinks I’m not watching and today I actually wore a coat on the way to work for the first time in about three months.
I’m pining for spring time already.
I’m pining for the ski season to start.
And I am waiting for the winter to stop here. Spring, don’t make me laugh. Roll on hot stinking summer.