Red Cups are Back

This morning on my way to work it was like the season had changed overnight. Gloves and scarves were out and then, crossing the road, I suddenly spotted - a red cup. Which pretty much equates to Christmas, despite it being November 1st and at least 7 weeks till the fat jolly one attempts to get down my chimney.
Of course this means I shall have to hotfoot it to Starbucks asap and savour that ginger glow. After all, Im a sucker for marketing gimmicks.