The nights are also rapidly drawing in now, and the clocks go back by an hour later this month and it will be dark at about 4pm. I can't say that I'm looking forward to it. I think that I must suffer from Seasonal Affected Disorder.
I think that if I had the money, I would spend half the year in England and the other half in sunnier climbs. I know that Gail would like that too.
But for now we both have to stay in Nottingham and face the cold, dark days together.