THOSE WHO STRUGGLE with the cold, wet, dark winter season and aesthetic of practical outerwear may find themselves wanting to throw themselves under the bed covers, weeping for the long, sweaty days of summer. But, as I tell my eight-year-old, sometimes we just have to get on with it.
Yes, people are going to drone on endlessly about putting the heating on; yes, someone might suggest you want a heavily sweetened milk-sodden ‘coffee’ in a red cup (please, save us all) and then there’s the tights, but there is charm, too.
A friend of mine announced, as September curled its autumn chill around us, that we must embrace and start planning our autumn/winter season. Another recommends breaking it down into six-week blocks, so that the overwhelming thoughts of dingy afternoons…