...the smell of freshly fallen leaves
The sun beating down and warming the chilled air.
Ducks and geese on the hunt for food from ever-obliging parkistas.
Rats with wings and rats with bushy tails.
Tourists with cameras
Office workers with poppies and conversational snippets "It's because our management are pathetic" "They videoed you and took you into a room".
I promised Jimmy a glorious autumn. He doubted I could deliver.
And the smell of newly minted golden leaves...