It may not officially be winter just yet, but it sure does feel like it. With the arrival of cold weather, we trade in our lightweight layers and bare legs for knitted jumpers, chunky boots and 80 denier tights, plus of course, our favourite winter dresses.
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I took ownership of the keys to the vicarage on Wednesday. My car was packed to the rafters, mainly with Diptyque candles, Iittala glassware – the essential stuff. Nic followed on behind with a vacuum cleaner, my carpet cleaner and Mini Puppy. I was very stressed. We all know that houses, stripped of furniture, look ghastly. I was prepared. I swore I would not cry or get depressed.