Monday
At last! The nights are drawing in. A chill is in the air. A cardigan is in my bag. My favourite time of year has arrived – the final quarter, the point at which the hunt for next year’s diary can legitimately begin.
At last! The nights are drawing in. A chill is in the air. A cardigan is in my bag. My favourite time of year has arrived – the final quarter, the point at which the hunt for next year’s diary can legitimately begin.