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After a long non-Spring-non-summer in England, we have just come to the end of one of those mythical Indian summers where cynicism gives way to the joys of sunlight even as the days shorten around you. I have been so glad of the sunshine, if only because, like a squirrel storing it’s nuts, I need to drink up every last drop of light before the long dark autumn and winter ahead. Read More