I have just had an early lunch of a large piece of brie with bread and butter, a rocket, spinach and avocado salad and a large bar of chocolate. Well, it was 2 bars, but they came in one packet, so that counts as one bar really, right? We are all go go go here, tidying, cleaning, taking junk to the dump and, er, typing (me). I bloody love January. It means all that Christmas and NY bollocks is over and I am no longer weighed down by historic gloom and everyone else's expectations. 