It’s Beginning to Smell a Lot Like Christmas…

It’s official, Christmas is on. We know, we know, it seems to begin earlier and earlier each year, but it really is well and truly on now. Don’t believe us? Just glance out of your window and gaze in wonderment at the Christmas lights which have popped up on the high street. When were they put up? No one knows. They simply appear each year. Take a look at the shops, too. They’re filling! Christmas shoppers, pop-up Christmas sections, they’re all there. This divides the nation into two sides. There’s the first, those who roll their eyes and point out that “bonfire night is barely over”, and the second, who instinctively break into a chorus of “I don’t want a lot for Christmas…” at the first sight of a bauble.

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Autumn Time and the Living is Easy (but the weather is cold)

For those of us living in England, summer ended sometime around the first tube strike. We’ve since been existing in a sort of wardrobe-confused limbo in which we continue to wear flip flops and short sleeved tops in 12 °C weather because it’s August so technically, TECHNICALLY, it’s still summer. We’ve thus duly entered September in varying states of “coming down with something” amid tabloid promises of an impending heatwave. These are all just English traditions we observe yearly, but whether we like it or not, autumn will be here before September is over. The flip flop deadline date is officially somewhere between the 22nd and 23rd September (not quite sure how this works, may be best to just abandon them on the evening of the 21st), after this time it will no longer be socially acceptable to wear flip flops in public. Because it will absolutely, 100%, technically not-be-summer anymore.

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