It has danced it's way into the shop, dressed in a finery of feathers and silvery tones and blushing a delicate shade of pink.
The promise of dark evenings curled up in front of a log fire, the scent of mulling spices and the never ending "bite size food"
Scarlet will burst through the door a little later, the bright brash ilex berries and the trumpets of amaryllis are always late to the party.
I have always though it a little crass to put Christmas in too early, but then if you read this blog, you will doubtless have worked out I can be the most frightful snob.
If you can't beat them, join them.
There are still a few spots left on our Christmas evenings, come along and learn how you can recreate in the look in the comfort of your own home.