Autumn is definitely on the way here. The trees on the roadside are turning yellow. There is a chill in the air, and this morning everything looked crisp and clean on my way home from work. There are brambles ripening in the hedgerows, and the swallows and house martins are gathering together on the wires. Winter will be long and hard I think.
Brambles peeping through the Leylandii.
How can *anybody* still see this man as any kind of statesman or world leader?



I didn't mean that rudely! (fat fingers)