My definition of January is: the first month of the year when your bank is minus, your toes are frozen ice-cubes and your skin is dull and dry. January isn’t the best month for most! So as a pick me up, I headed down to Privet just next to the worldfamous Portobello Road. I sat in traffic with one eye on…

So it’s all over… Christmas, new year and the lovely long break when you don’t know what day it is… Now I don’t know about you but I ate my bodyweight in chocolate, cheese, crackers, candy canes and anything or everything I could get my hands. Boy am I regretting it now, as I feel…