Winter draws on, ha ha ha.

Maggie came for supper. We cooked for her: a tomato tart Tatin, and as a starter, socca which came out very well once we had cooked it on a stiff cast iron dish.

Then we watched the Antiques Roadshow (which Clive said he would ban if ever he became king. Too many trade secrets given away, but it's far too late now, of course).

Outside it's too dark and cold. The clocks switched back to GMT last night.