Monday’s sunshine had given way to rain by Tuesday. It rained through much of the night and the day.

On West St Helen Street, puddles gathered in the familiar places. They may have been absent for much of the summer, but they haven’t forgotten where they go.

By Wednesday, the rain had eased, but the air remained cool. Golden coins were scattered across the pavements in Station Approach. Autumn has a way of decorating the town.

The heating has turned itself on again – a sign that temperatures have dropped.

There was a different sort of chill today when a warning appeared telling me that this blog would stop working in six hours unless I installed a new security certificate. I tried but a computer somewhere did not like it. For a while, it looked as though the blog might stop working but then I got beyond the AI help bot to a real person called Emily on the help desk who had some updated instructions, and the blog lives on for another night and day.