The change of season is always energising. Early September: warm sunshine, cool wet grass, the garden at its last surge of fruitfulness. I’m making buckets of ratatouille today to use up the courgettes. Plenty of sun in early summer and a long wet spell in July and August has given us the most enormous crop of fruit: the freezer is full of raspberries and blackcurrants, the cupboard is full of greengage jam and now the brambles and the espaliered apple tree are waiting for me to make blackberry and apple pie. I feel blessed.