Changing Seasons

Bikini season is finally over, and among all the wonderful things autumn brings is an excuse to fire up the wood burner, start eating mince pies, and staging a dance off in the kitchen



I may eat my words, but I do love this time of year. Most people, my husband included, hate the onset of autumn and the clocks going back.

But I embrace the dark and the cold, and use the gloomy evenings to break out the disco lights.

Summer's over

My husband just seems to go into a deep funk. Mainly because he has to put away his trusty shorts for another year.

Although this year they will be going in the bin, as the excessive wearing of them has led to a great deal of fraying. Particularly in places where you don't want any fraying. I think some poor local pensioner this morning got a bit of an eyeful when my husband ran past her up the hill.

Dance the night away

Whilst he's is languishing in a state of despondency, I'm beaming from ear to ear. Because I love autumn. It's a chance to fire up the wood burner, get some candles burning, and eat rubbish.

Plus, the boys and I dig out the disco lights for a quick dance-off in the kitchen once the light starts to fade. I'm sad to say that I rarely win, and instead my boys ask me to sit out a lot of the songs.

In honour of 'Strictly' I've tried introducing a few waltzes into the mix, but they just think I'm mad. And old.

The run up to Christmas

There's also the celebrations at this time of year. Bonfire Night, Halloween and, of course, Christmas.

Who doesn't like the run up to Christmas? Oh yes, my husband. It involves spending money, shopping and being happy. All things he hates. Whereas for me, I get as excited as a child.

I haven't put the carols on yet, but it won't be long. And I've already done my annual pilgrimage to the Spirit of Christmas fair at Olympia. If that place doesn't make you love Christmas, I don't know what will.

Let it all hang out

The other great thing about this time of year is that I can stop stressing about fitting into a bikini. Now is the time to let it all go. I dig out my trusty cardigans and baggy trousers.

They keep me warm, but also have the added advantage of covering up the extra layer of fat from the mince pies I've been eating since October. It's not my fault they appear on the shelves earlier and earlier each year. Someone's got to eat them.

So let's embrace this time of year with all of its blustery weather and soggy leaves. Just veg out in front of a fire, stick on a boxset, and crack a nut or two.

It's my idea of heaven. That's until I realise there are less than 6 weeks until Christmas, and suffer a mild heart attack.

Amanda Coxen, Working Mum and Tinies Director

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