November is burnt red and crackling orange, a flurry of Autumn arriving suddenly to fill the bleak stone sky with colour. It is the flicker of birthday candles and the whooshing fizz of fireworks, it is baked potatoes and warm jumpers and the steam from a mug of tea cutting through the frosty air. November is stillness, an end of year hibernation before Christmas comes and goes and we find ourselves kissing at midnight and wondering what happened to the year.
I turned 27 last week, on a Sunday of ceramic poppies and cold blue sunshine. We took the clipper up the Thames to Greenwich and drank prosecco on a bench at the top of the hill, looking out over the smudged outlines of the city, grey and green and charcoal against the cloudless sky. We stood with one foot either side of the meridian line, etched into the earth in bronze, legs bowed and arms outstretched in the late afternoon light. We wandered through stars and galaxies at the observatory, and clocks and maps at the Maritime Museum, and ended the day with roast duck and ice cream cake at home. Perfect.
For me, Southern India will always taste like dosa; those soft snowflakes of pancake that melt on your tongue and swaddle all kinds of spicy, fragrant deliciousness inside them like a warm blanket. Best eaten with a big bowl of dahl and a cup of hot chai at whichever roadside shack the rickshaw drivers are eating in; however this beautifully light recipe will give you that dosa feeling at home – perfect for Autumn weekend breakfasts.
My boyfriend gave me ‘The Sense of Style’ for my birthday, after hearing me casually mention it in a book shop weeks ago and actually remembering (brownie points noted). I love the way that it’s written, how the sentences retain their lyricism despite their simplicity. It’s also extremely interesting, exploring the question of what makes good prose and how much writing style matters.
I love wrapping up against the cold at this time of year, in huge waffle knit jumpers and tights and wooly socks. The one thing I really needed when I got back to the UK was a winter coat, and I’m a bit obsessed with the eskimo qualities of this one that I got from Zara.
This week I’ll be working on some upcoming posts about that time I trekked to Everest base camp, writing my Christmas list and going on a street food hunt in London – don’t forget I’m on Instagram and Facebook with real time updates! Have an amazing November 🙂