EDITOR’S LETTER
Hello everyone
Welcometo what is, unbelievably, our November issue. I can’t be the only one reeling from the sight of Christmas cakes in my local supermarket – especially because, as I write, I’m still wearing flip flops and haven’t even bought my Halloween pumpkin yet. Now I understand what my mum meant about time speeding up as you get older. As a child I used to long for a Tardis to transport me to the future. But now I’m almost the same age as Doctor Who (the show turns 60 this month, p97). I prefer the thought of a pause button which allows me some time to sit back and smell the roses before I have to start thinking about stocking fillers.