When September rolls around, and you're plunged from 30 degree heatwave to drizzle and darkness and damp in the space of 24 hours, you have two options.
1. Hibernation
I've thought seriously about this - I could happily just retreat to bed until April. But then I'd miss Halloween. And Bonfire Night. And Christmas. Also, I'm not sure how thrilled my work would be about an impromptu six-month sabbatical.
Which brings us to:
2. Embrace autumn
The miserable weather and the early nights I'm not such a fan of. But I can totally get down with the seasonal ingredients and the cosy jumpers.
Yesterday I had a day off, spurred myself into tackling a huge list of chores that had been steadily mounting, and then invited my friend B over for dinner.
Three-bean chilli, plum and apple upside-down cake and some malbec. Could be worse, I guess. If I really concentrate on toffee apples and mulled wine, woolly scarves, casseroles and log fires, winter seems marginally (very marginally) more like a bearable proposition.
Just in case you felt the need for one, here's a weather-appropriate croon-fest that's helping me get on board with the end of summer.
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