This morning is cool and wet - 12C with a steady drizzle.
P has gone off to visit an elderly friend and I am waiting in for a delivery - hopefully a case of wine will turn up soon.
I am making up another batch of carrot soup with the last of our crop and still ploughing my way through the mounds of washing now that I have stripped out the guest annexe following the departure of our last guests.
Washing it all is the easy part - getting it dry is difficult in this weather.
We are off to Worcestershire in a couple of weeks to visit friends we haven't seen for a year or two. Looking forward to seeing their new house and catching up.
The nights are definitely much cooler now. I haven't resorted yet to the winter duvets but I have popped my bathrobe on top of the bed a few times for extra warmth.
How many days until Christmas did you say?