Fall is Here

Bill writes: It's October and the charitable eye of London's summer sun has begun to blink. The whole city is moving a bit slower. The summer festivals have ended, the hot days of rowing on the Serpentine and tanning on deck chairs rented by the hour are over, and have been replaced by scenes of padded children bundled by parents trundling them to and from school. The black flowers of London's umbrellas are open to the rain now; it is time to take up port and cigarettes.