Forget Hygge, I think us Brits have had that heartwarming, nurturing, autumn mood nailed for years with the word 'cosy'. Blankets, woolly socks, and a hot cup of tea. Reading a magazine while biscuits bake in the oven and the wind howls outside. Leisurely breakfasts with family, candlelit dinners with friends. Even, board games on a Sunday afternoon and yet another viewing of The Sound of Music. All concepts and activities that are not alien to these shores, right?