December is a tough act to follow and I do feel a little sorry for January, which seems to have the reputation as the dullest, coldest and most bleak month of the year; if the months of the year were being picked to play netball, January would probably be picked last…
Traditionally, January is the month when people decide it’s time for a change and put their house on the market, change their job, dye their hair green or make ambitious New Year’s resolutions. Every January of my adult life I have tried, in vain, to change a habit or routine, like ridding myself of my unhealthy tea addiction or seeing friends more often. This year, with the help of a couple of articles in this issue, I have decided that this January I am not going to change a single thing — my motto this January is going to be ‘new year, same me’.