IT FEELS as though there is a bit of a conspiracy at the moment to send away the summer.
In all the shops, the autumn clothes sit proudly on the shelves while the remainder of the summer items are in the sale.
The school holidays are well under way and the ‘back to school’ essentials are being snapped up.
In my garden my beautiful sweetpeas are all finished blooming and my sunflowers are ready to burst.
Those people lucky enough to still have their summer holidays to look forward to are busy counting down the final days before they depart.
And all the barbecues and summer furniture were on sale over the bank holiday.
It feels like a weird moment of limbo when we enjoy the remaining summer days, but everything seems to be there to remind us it might not last that much longer.
Even the nights are starting to get a little darker.
Another major contributor to this end of summer feeling is the television schedule.
Great British Bake-Off has already started and the new series of Doctor Who started at the weekend.
They both have that decidedly autumn feel about them – after all, I remember watching the final of Bake-Off during that horrible storm last year.
Even the adverts for the new series of the X-Factor are on our screens.
And you know what that means, the countdown to Christmas will begin.
I heard on the radio this week some people have already begun their Christmas shopping.
Stop people, I am begging you!
It is August, summertime, the time of year when you can go to the park after tea without needing to wrap up warm and take a torch!
So I’m not going to pay any attention to this pro-autumn campaign.
I’m going to ignore the world around me, carry on wearing my flipflops and shorts and get out the paddling pool for as long I can. Bring on the sun for as long as possible!