Change of Season

Suddenly today the brightly-coloured cottons in my wardrobe seem gawdy and stupidly inadequate; I remember the winter duvet still waiting to go to the cleaners, the kids' jeans still bearing unmended holes. All at once the melons and peaches, salads and cold meats make me shiver and I want bananas, soups and lasagne; I want mugs of coffee instead of chilled water, full-bodied red wine instead of sparkling white. In the space of 24 hours, it is cosy indoors instead of stifling, raining outside, instead of baking. Time to swap sandals for trainers, t-shirts for sweatshirts, and reach for the pyjamas.. suddenly it's autumn.