Autumn arrives

PUBLISHED: 16:35 10 November 2014 | UPDATED: 16:36 10 November 2014

The arrival of the cold weather means it's time to dig out the jumpers and savour some delicious seasonal offerings

The arrival of the cold weather means it's time to dig out the jumpers and savour some delicious seasonal offerings


Penny Fordham compares the TRUE (The Real Unexplored Essex) with TOWIE. This month Penny reflects on the arrival of autumn

It’s November; the temperature has dropped, the leaves have followed suit, and autumn is well and truly bedded in.

The speed with which this year has passed is almost frightening — it seems like only yesterday I was excitedly packing away my winter jumpers in anticipation of the spring, and here I am donning them again in order to leave the house.

Personally, I’m not a big fan of autumn — or winter come to mention it. Coldness is not my friend and I more or less go into a state of hibernation for the entirety of the two seasons, only leaving the house for essential trips like going to work or food shopping. The majority of my time is spent either miserably shivering behind the wheel of my car while I wait for the windows to demist or miserably shivering on the sofa clinging to a blanket with my slippered feet resting on top of the radiator.

That being said, I am a big fan of winter food. Soup, stews, roast dinners — all those comforting meals that warm us from the inside out and then into the depths of our hearts. It seems especially true in the case of Sunday dinner — it becomes much more of an event when the sun has gone down, the curtains are drawn and you’re safely ensconced inside your home with your loved ones.

This year my boyfriend and I have been cultivating a little vegetable patch in our garden and have tried growing our own butternut squash with the intention of adding it to sweet potato for a delicious soup, and I’m excited to turn my hand to my latest soup discovery — carrot and orange (trust me, it tastes incredible!)

I can think of few things better than being cosied up on the sofa, a mug of something hot in hand and the smell of cooking soup wafting from the kitchen. Add to that the promise of a crusty roll and I’m your friend for life!

The other thing I love about autumn is the smell the cold, crisp air carries, or, to be more precise, the smell of smoke in the air. Whether from bonfires lit around Guy Fawkes Night or the sweet scent drifting from the chimney pots of those homes lucky enough to have a real open fire, it’s something I’ve loved since I was a child. Add to that the smoky skies or a heavy fog-laden night and it evokes the feelings of mystery and magic that brings me visions of Victorian London.

Although I can guarantee, as you read this now, I am somewhere in Essex with chattering teeth and a blue hue to my chilly skin, I have to admit, there’s something a little special about an autumn night in England. Perhaps I don’t mind the season as much as I thought I did...


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