the C word...

When I walked the dog this morning, I could see my breath in the air. Put on a few layers, a fleece and a pair of wristwarmers to go to the market. For the first couple of hours, the sun was behind the building opposite and it really felt like Autumn. Then, all of a sudden, the sun made it over the roof, through the trees and it was Summer again.

I never know what to wear this time of the year. Is it flip flops or boots? Tights or bare legs? Summer clothes or woollies? Anyway, it ended up as another lovely day in the market. We laughed, shared stories, found out about our customers' lives and loves and enjoyed the sunshine. This is what makes being a market stallholder the best of fun.

The telltale sign that Autumn has arrived was the number of people who mentioned the C word. Yes, Christmas shopping has begun!