For a shining moment there, we almost had a proper autumn here in London. There was a glorious three weeks of dry crisp autumnal weather. Clear blue skies appeared overhead and crunchy brown and yellow leaves underfoot. Thankfully, equilibrium has returned. The weather has recovered its senses and started behaving normally. Now we can go outside and get thoroughly drenched in rain that is more like mist with attitude. The leaves on the ground now hide fetid and slimy surprises, like diaretic fox scat, mouldy dog doo and slugs with their innards bursting out from the last boot that trod...
