A busy few days.
j had his 20th birthday. Where do the years go?
J and I went to see Squeeze at Gypsy's Green in South Shields. A real blast from the past. All the greatest hits. I thoroughly enjoyed it, despite the torrential downpour you can just about see through the tent flap (sorry, marquee door) above.
It's probably a teacher thing, but I think I've always felt this way. I have always loved September. For me it feels like the real 'new year'. It isn't just about the start of a new school year. Who would really enjoy returning to the real world after six weeks of personal time? Although, I do have to say that I, and the majority of my colleagues, do.
For me September signals change: weather, harvest, garden changes, starting to clear the overblown things and fresh starts.
I love the cooler weather and the excitement of new knitwear. The favourite phase of my wardrobe starts in Autumn. I love the colours of Autumn. It's my favourite palette of the year. I love browns and greens and plums and teals.
I always feel refreshed when I go into the shops at the end of August and the racks and manequins are filling up with the Autumn ranges. I like cardigans and opaque tights. I love boots and jackets. I love tweed and corduroy and merino and cashmere. Dare I say it? I like coats!