The signs are there. Some literal - the local PYO is displaying a board that reads 'Closed - End of Season', and the high street is full of 'Back To School' window stickers. Some less so. On my run yesterday I noticed blackberries and fledgling conker cases.
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| Balls don't kill people. Golfers do. |
(I'm surprised I spotted these, given that I put on a turn of speed to get across the golf course as quickly as possible. It's a public footpath, but dotted with sinister signs saying 'Beware of golf balls and golfers'*. I am warier of the latter than the former. Although a golfer without a ball is a paper tiger, unless you're within stick radius. A ball without a golfer is entirely blameless.)
Everything's pointing to autumn. Confusing because I have yet to go on holiday - fifteen days and counting. I will be coming back to mushrooms and jumpers.
Wrong. This is going to spin me out, man.
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| Know your enemy |
* I note there are no signs saying 'Careful - Public Footpath'. It's pretty clear who calls the shots round here. With a Big Bertha, no doubt.
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