Forever Autumn


When I was a child I used to get excited at the sight of a conker because it meant that autumn was officially here and Halloween was imminent. Full disclosure, I’ve always been fascinated by witchcraft and all things witchy. Who knows, I may have been a witch in a past life? Or a witch’s cat, if my love of shiny things is anything to go by. But my love of the season is even more relevant now that I have fibromyalgia and my internal thermostat is well and truly buggered!


Yes, thermostat, like on a boiler (no references to old boilers in the comments section, please) meaning the regulation of temperature. Many people with fibromyalgia have problems with temperature regulation. We’re either too hot or too cold. The reason October suits me better is because the heat of summer has gone and I can enjoy some mild and dry weather without fear of heatstroke type symptoms. Granted, it doesn’t last long because November onwards is generally cold and that brings different, but equally debilitating, symptoms.

I used to love nothing more than kicking my way through massive piles of freshly fallen leaves. Of course, leaf-kicking isn’t without risk, as I found out the time I kicked a pile of leaves and ended up with dog shit on the end of my boot! I use past tense because my leaf-kicking days are over. Not sure if it’s fibro related or arthritis, but it’s a definite no from my hip and groin. I used to think nothing of a 5 mile round walk, now I’m lucky if I get to the end of the street before my hips hurts and my groin starts twanging like cheap knicker elastic!

To be honest, I miss those long autumn walks, but for now I have my memories of the vibrant colours, the smell of chimney smoke and the tea and cake afterwards..

Then there’s Halloween..

To make up for what I can’t do outside, I’ve gone to town on my home. I’ve decked my house with pumpkins, candles and fairy lights. I light my log burner in the evenings, burn essential oils and snuggle up with a witchy book or box set and in case you are in need of some inspiration, here are a few suggestions.

Once Upon a Time ~ Evil Queens, heroes, villains and more magic than Hogwarts. (Literally. It’s 7 seasons with 155 episodes!)

Speaking of which..

Harry Potter And the Prisoner of Azkaban ~ It’s got pumpkins in it. Plus, Hermione gives Malfoy a right hook – which never fails to please me.

Then we have the old favourites, like Casper, The Witches, Hocus Pocus, When Harry Met Sally, any of The Good Witch films, E.T and one of my favourites, Practical Magic.

Books? Fill your wellies, boots – whatever. I’m reading a book called Waking the Witch by Pam Grossman and Hubs has been sleeping with one eye open ever since I bought it, which just goes to show how little he knows about witchcraft!

Then again, if he keeps leaving the toilet seat up…

Reading matter doesn’t have to be witchy. You could curl up with something chick-lit-y about Cornish towns and cream teas if you’re the type of fibro warrior who loves the summer. It really doesn’t matter what you do as long as it lifts your spirits.

The moral of this blog post is, yes, fibromyalgia is a GYNORMOUS kick in the flaps. It’s robbed me of my long country walks and much, much more, but it hasn’t robbed me of my imagination and that’s how I can bring autumn to me.

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”

― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

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