There is a definite autumnal feel to the air up here in Scotland. The sun is out on this bright unseasonably chilled August day, but it holds little warmth. I don’t know about you but today, walking to a friend’s house, I had to turn back and pop on not only a jacket, but a scarf too. My hands …
It is the first week of December and already I feel behind. Since November, newspaper supplements have practically dripped with all of the food that editors breathlessly extoll us to make; and my heart involuntarily races at the sight of those excruciatingly detailed checklists that will ‘make Christmas effortless.’ And then there are the actual …