Dark mornings are autumn’s gift to us

Cheryl was lucky enough to sit next to 1980s pop star Sinitta, pictured here at a previous event   Picture: PA

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It’s safe to say that summer is now well and truly over.

I realised this when I was taking Caitlin to nursery and got soaked on the walk from the car to the door; a distance of roughly 10 steps.

I remember at the beginning of this year it was reported in some newspapers that we would have a scorching late Indian summer which would last well into October.

But as I look out the window, all I’m seeing is lots of dark clouds in the sky and plenty of big, deep, puddles on the roads.

Looking back at the last few months, I can say that I really enjoyed this summer, even though it was apparently the wettest we’ve had in about 100 years.

I think I spent more time outdoors this year than I ever have done and I put that down to having two children who love being outside.

If you see any ducks or swans around Milton park that are looking a bit overweight and bloated and are turning down bread as they’ve just started a new low-carb diet, that might be our fault. We’ve made lots of visits to the lakes with a small bag of bread.

But although I’ve enjoyed every bit of summer this year, I’m really pleased autumn is here and winter is on the way.

Autumn is my favourite season and always has been.

There’s lots to look forward to and now, with two children, it will be even better.

I’ve never been one for Halloween. In the past it’s always been the annoying part of the year when more people knock on my door in one night than the rest of the year put together, but this year I’m really looking forward to it.

We won’t be knocking on the doors of strangers to trick or treat as I don’t agree with asking someone I’ve never met before for sweets or money.

But it might be nice to dress the girls up (something they love to do) in some sort of Halloween costume and take them to see our relatives.

Then there is bonfire night to look forward to.

I can’t wait to watch the girls’ amazed faces as they look up into the sky at the exploding fireworks.

Once the whizzes and bangs are gone it’s on to the best bit of this time of year – Christmas.

With still more than two months to go until the big day, three-year-old Caitlin has already started asking us to pass on her present requests to Father Christmas.

Yet despite all these delights to look forward to there’s something I can’t wait for the most.

You see, I’m really looking forward to the darker mornings.

With the sun not beaming into the girls’ bedrooms, they’ll sleep for longer and give their mum and dad a well-earned lie-in.