Friends, Dad has been behaving in a very peculiar way on walky today. He keeps muttering to himself.
What's he saying? Well, it sounds a bit like "It's NOT autumn! It's NOT autumn!" over and over again.
I think he might be in autumn-denial. Don't you?

Dad: this is Pooch's favourite walky at the moment, especially on windy days - you may just be able to make out the large piles of s***
beneath the trees, ready for spreading, and you'll understand why! Ahh, the aroma! ;-)