Last time I looked, it was about March. Or maybe April. I remember Easter.
But where has the rest of the year disappeared to? It is December 1 on Sunday. There are only 26 sleeps until Christmas, and Santa is appearing in Picton at the annual street parade.
When did all this happen?
It just slides right up on us. The weather gets warmer, the days get longer, the kids finish their exams and come home for the holidays but suddenly something twigs and you realise the days left in the year are very limited.
It hit me when I was reading the story in Marlborough Midweek leading up to the Picton parade. Somehow that brought things into focus. The calendars are still on November, but the big build-up to the end of the year has started.
It has been a week of change for us at the Express.
Actually, the week has been a culmination of change in a process that started months ago.
And it really goes further back still, but I won't go there.
Hopefully you've noticed the layout changes we've made to the paper, starting on Wednesday this week.
The most noticeable one is the new masthead. We've gone from the Old English font and broken out with a masthead that's more modern.
I'm one of those people who can't understand why the Government still allows people to waste their money celebrating a failed attempt to blow up the Houses of Parliament in London more than 400 years ago.
Everything about it is wrong.
I'm not completely against fireworks; I just prefer them in the right place at the right time and ignited by the right people.
The best time is major celebrations like New Year's Eve.
And I will accept that community events like the Lights Over Marlborough fundraiser in Blenheim on Saturday night also fall into my approved category.
Where's the sun gone, I asked in an email to one of my daily contacts.
Wednesday, it was, when the mist was low on the Wither Hills and the temperature at 8am was almost low enough for us to put the heating on.
"You need to grab a flight," he replied. "Always sunny above the clouds."
Ah, a man with a bright outlook.
I tried to get above the clouds the other weekend, but it just didn't work. It was going to be one of those weekends.
Loved that picture of Tim Crawford on the front of Saturday Express.
Not many blokes would lie in Seymour Square holding an orange poppy to pose for a picture. He did and didn't mind a bit.
Tim is one of the original committee of the annual Garden Marlborough festival, which celebrated is 20th anniversary during the past four days.
You'd have to live in a bubble not to notice it was on. Apart from all the publicity and the posters and banners, there were bus loads of keen gardens going in all directions around the region, and the centre of Blenheim was taken over yesterday for the fete in Seymour Square.
Things were looking dodgy for a while on the weather front, and people on the Thursday tours got a bit damp and blown around, but as we know the skies (mostly) cleared and the weekend was great.
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