September is over and it has taken summer with it. The temperatures remained in the low 20s – T-shirt weather – up until yesterday, when they suddenly plummeted by up to ten degrees. I’ve had to wear a jacket for the last two days when venturing outside. We put the heating on for an hour or so yesterday evening. An autumnal gloom has descended on us. The wind is blowing leaves from trees. And as I write this from my ticket office, a torrential, deafening downpour is beating against the wooden canopy covering the nearest platform to me.
It’s been a good month. We escaped abroad, to Malta, for a short break. Life has largely returned to normal following the lifting of restrictions. I have a new iPhone. The initial gloom that accompanies the death of summer will clear. Autumn is the most colorful month and leads directly into the festive season. All will be well. Probably. Three more months and my 365 photography album will be complete.