My English daughter-in-law came to stay with me at the beginning of this month to keep me company while my family had a break in the Lake District.  It was very kind of her as her own parents have health problems and she needs to spend time with them.  The weather was fine and mild while she was here so she was able to go for long walks.  I had told her about a book I had listened to by Margaret Powell who wrote about her years in domestic service in the twenties and thirties.  I remember hearing her on the radio in "Woman's Hour".  She tells of growing up in Hove.  On one of her walks Jan passed a house with a blue plaque saying Margaret Powell lived there.
After many days of mild sunny weather the nights have turned cold.  The moon shining bright in a clear sky, a sign of frost to come.  This change in the weather has made me realise I must start thinking about Christmas so pen and paper to the fore.  Let the list-making begin!