Yesterday morning was wonderfully crispy, but today I was greeted with mist-like rain. Drizzle. I want to believe winter is coming. Outside my window maple trees are orange, but on the other side they're still green. I want to believe winter is coming, so I can have another cup of tea and go look for a pub with a fireplace.

Yes, that's all I want this winter: a cosy pub and a fireplace. Simple.