So, as I write this, it’s 13th January. How are we all doing so far? How many resolutions have you already thrown in the bin or accidentally (or deliberately) revoked? How many puns on the word ‘January’ have you seen to try to get you to do something, or stop
Happy New Year, one and all! And how splendidly convenient that 1st January falls on a blog posting day. (And also that I drank very little last night, so there’s a relatively good chance that this will make sense – or at least, no less sense than it usually does.)
Well, it’s a brand shiny new year once again, and although Santa sadly failed to deliver the helicopter, chocolate Albert Hall, and so on, Christmas was pretty great and a much-needed chance to relax. As the fireworks went off at not-quite-midnight on 1st January, I stood with friends and discussed our
