image source: ordinary people / pinterest There’s nothing quite like a change in season to make us enormously aware of how quickly the last three, six, nine or even twelve months have flown by. I don’t deal with Winter well – it’s a season that the chilblains I get on my fingers would happily do without – so the first signs of Spring are always a welcome arrival (as is any excuse to banish all my opaque tights to the back of the drawer). I’ve spent the better part of the last three months shopping sensibly – which probably comes…