“I have always loved autumn. I like that sense of something ending but not quite over. I like open fires and curtains drawn and thick woolen jumpers and boots that encase your feet and cushion your toes. I like winds that nip and clouds that soften the sky and that feeling of stepping out of the cold and into the warmth. The summer is too much, too full of expectation, with so much pressure to be joyful and buoyant and bright. And the winter is too dark, even for me.”